Ok, this is ridiculous.

A second day without my morning Diet Coke. I think it is a conspiracy and they are trying to drive me mad. But the joke would be on them. They DO NOT want a MORE insane me running around this place.

I had planned on bringing my own morning nector from home but, of course, I forgot. I saw something shiney and left for work with that nagging feeling I had forgotten something. As soon as I turned on my office light I remembered what I had forgotten. I hadn't seen the Coke Man the day before but I thought I would look in the cooler just in case and there was a huge gaping diet-coke-less maw where my sodas are supposed to be. But now we are running low on Dr Peppers and that will surely spur someone to action since some of the more "important" people are here drink those.

I drank a diet Dr Pepper but it did not go well with my breakfast of choice this morning; a Hostess Ding Dong. Dr Pepper and chocolate do not taste as good as Coke and chocolate.

Tracy's office Christmas party is tonight at Cheddar's (YEA!!) and I am ordering 4 diet cokes. Not one and 3 refills; 4 separate drinks. And I sure hope we don't have to choose from a limited menu. If the whole menu is open I am getting a steak and maybe a dessert. My work has screwed me for two days and his is going to pay the price.

I don't ask for much.

Really. Just to get by I need a car, a place to live and a job...AND A DAMN COLD DIET COKE WHEN I GET TO THE OFFICE IN THE MORNING..... Is that to much to ask? Apparently so. This morning I reach in the cooler and my grasping, shaking hand grabs air. There is regular coke, caffeine free diet coke, dr pepper, diet dr pepper, TWO FREAKING KINDS OF ROOT BEER, diet and regular (come on. How many people drink that?). BUT NO DIET COKE. So I start my usual mumbling rant as I shuffle back to my office "I only need one thing. That's all.. One damn thing but can I get it...NO. Everyone else gets what they want but they say 'Fuck Karen' "

One of these days I will teach them all a lesson... but for now I don't have the energy because I am drinking FUCKING CAFFEINE FREE diet coke...

Off to see the Wizard

Tracy bought a used pinball machine this weekend. He had to drive all the way to Waxahachie to pick it up. But boy he really has been wanting a pinball machine. We put it in the extra room in the garage and he has been playing the hell out of it. It makes me feel happy that he has something to do when I am playing on the computer or watching all my Tivo'd tv shows or reading my books. And I don't have to listen to him gripe at me when I do all three at once.

I am the Queen

of procrastination. Tracy and my brother are in Houston at some arcade game thing they go to every year. I am supposed to be taking this time to work on the bedroom. I still have things in boxes and strewn across the floor. Hey, I have only lived here since May; quit rushing me. Anyway, as you can tell I am NOT sorting and cleaning. I had to have breakfast didn't I? and then the cats wanted attention and then I had to read Jennifer's blog http://mommamadeitlookeasy.blogspot.com/ (OMG, I think I made the correct decision in being child-free) I guess I will start in a minute or so. It's just that I open the door and see ALL THE STUFF and just want to back out slowly and close the door behind me. And you know how straightening up and cleaning make more of a mess sometimes. That will be the deal here. I still have to go through boxes of clothes and junk to sort keep and get rid of. That sucks. I know if have too much clothes and shoes but I LOVE THEM. (sorry that was the kid in me)

I hate doing stuff. I wonder if I could just move some boxes into the attic and be all "TA DA" when he comes home.

And now a gratuitous picture of our new President Elect:

and another:

The stuff of which dreams are made...

So...tired...right...now. Of course I am always tired. Always. I am tired when I wake up, tired at lunch, tired at dinner and tired at bedtime...Until I turn out the light. Then my mind starts working and spinning. I start thinking about work and what I needed to do that day or need to do the next day. I have to stop myself and say "No WORK" to my brain. I talk to my brain fairly often.

Sometimes my thoughts get really strange and just go off in odd directions. Last night I somehow got on the "subject" of Dr Doolittle or more specifically, the pushmi pullyu. In case you don't know, is a double ended antelope. There is a head on each end and, when it tries to move, both ends try to go in opposite directions. Of course my problem with it is, How does it do its "business"? Food goes in the mouths at each end and then what? If I think about it too much then I get a very disturbing idea of what happens to each side's waste. Blech!

A few weeks ago I got to thinking about vampires. I mentioned it to my s.o. (significant other) the next day "Ok I know vampires don't exist but how would being an animated corpse that needs blood to stay "alive" allow the vampire to be extra strong, extra fast and able to mesmerize people with their charisma? I don't get it" He just looked at me and changed the subject.

I am Jamie Lee Curtis dammit

Happy Halloween! We received an email saying that we could dress up in "tasteful" costumes today. I was going to go as Ashley Todd but with short hair and maybe a backwards "J".

But then I remembered I have an appointment at a client's business so I decided to just be me, which is scary enough anyway.

So this morning one of the resident "funny" guys looks in my office and tells people I am k d lang today. DAMN! That was kinda cold. My hair is very very short right now but I am wearing makeup and I don't look like a boy especially with the "twins" sitting my my chest.

Laugh it up funny man, my new costume is sociopath and you are in my sights.

I should have had a glass of wine first...

Today I received an email from my favorite aunt. The subject line was "The election". CRAP!! She is a very conservative republican and I read all the other new mail before reading it. And it was worse than I thought.

"... No matter your political leanings, I can't imagine you want to vote for someone who espouses such socialist ideas as Barack Obama. I don't believe everything I read but if only a small portion of what he espouses is true, omiGod! Do you want to share the fruits of your hard-fought accounting degree with those who barely lift a finger on their own behalf? We are full of compassion for those less fortunate but this spreading of the wealth to those who are waiting for any and all hand-outs is preposterous. It is our right to be generous, not the right of government to be generous with our (and your) tax dollars."

I don't know how much she thinks I make from my "hard fought accounting degree" but it is not so much that I will lose anything. I will actually get a cut in my taxes under Obama's plan.

There is another part where she mentions his "socialism". In my reply, if I do reply, would probably mention the fact that I don't have a problem with having some socialized programs in this country and I refer to myself as a socialist and humanist way more often than a capitalist.

My brother just sent an email with this link http://www.humanevents.com/article.php?id=28645 to an article titled "Is Obama A Socialist? Not if You Ask One"