Coworkers were a bit freaked out. Hey, I'm busy, I have to work fast, everybody has to help out (hands, feet, brain, voice). I stick post-its to myself. I hold papers in my lap and on the floor. I fly. And yes, I talk to myself, and one of the guys said that I should maybe look into some medication for that, which I think is fabulous because let's face it, you're a really boring person if no one has ever recommended that you go on medication, yes?
Watched some Jerry Springer last night by mistake. It was like a train wreck. I bet I haven't seen that show in years. This kid was there to tell his girlfriend he'd been pimping out her sister. It was glorious.
It's spring. I feel so good. My skin looks good, my hair looks good, I have no idea why we're forced to live through so many winters in our lives. They're stupid. I guess it makes spring that much more important but I don't think I'd mind if I never experienced cold weather again. I am truly not made for it.
oh, other cool thing from today: I was reading my recentest issue of BUST and there in the back where they're talking about music was a write-up on everybody's favorite rock star ainjel! (also http://doityerdamnself.net/ainjel/). She kicked me off her friends list long ago (not cool enough, was depressed but I delt) but her music is awesome and she's in BUST now so I guess she's hit the big time. Check her out, everybody!