Happiness is a One Armed Dinosaur

Happiness is a One Armed Dinosaur
Happiness is a One Armed Dinosaur

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Are tears hydrating? Can I drink them?

This morning was rough.

I was awake too early. Patrick left me to be "up early and productive" instead of laying in bed and complaining with me. I forgot my delicious left-overs in the fridge and I was late leaving the house.

Oh joyful Thursday.

Delicious Chickenless Terriyaki
The tears are so abundant you cannot see my body

Part of the reason I was late leaving the house was my need to take a special coffee mug to work. I knew that I needed a pick-me-up and cocaine was just not an option. I decided to double my dose of caffeine and drink it in style!


Isn't he adorable?!?! Don't you love him?!? THANKS MOM! There is absolutely nothing to be but cheerful when sipping hot coffee out of this little guy's skull. 

So, my morning progressed and I was still not feeling quite myself. My owl mug---let's call him Glen---was still working his magic, but he seemed so lonely; especially after I finished drinking my 14 cups of coffee. 

Glen and his new friend Tim

I wasn't going to eat that Tangelo anyway, I am still too distraught about my leftovers. And I have an almost full bottle of Thousand Island dressing in the mini-fridge. It's VEGAN. Gross, right? But I love it. 

Pretty soon I will take a field trip to the Post Office and the Public Library; this day is already looking up!



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