I'm on an insane sugar high that may have altered the rest of my life. It all started when the whole office sat down together to make gingerbread houses and has spiraled out of control through a giant box of Purdys chocolates and into a bag of wine gums that is stashed in my pants drawer.
Honestly my mouth feels like its full of wire brushes
Plus for some reason I agreed to play online Scrabble with Mike and he happens to be stupidly good at it (the Scrabble dictionary is total bogus by the way- fub is not a word that should acquire more points than the word pub, which is a real word)
Had a great weekend with little to no sugar intake so at least I can remember that fondly. Went to Gowlan Tod and climbed around on some rocks and trees, went to Tyson's for burgers with bacon cooked into them. Laid in bed the majority of Saturday which was much appreciated and needed
I have a day and a half of work left before the holidays and I'll be damned if I don't use part of the half playing Klondike on my Ipod. Or, I mean, sending important emails.
Both my elbows feel arthritic, I'm going to lie down.
