crusty mood

my crusty mood continues. i had my work Christmas party on Sunday. they are usually pretty fun with great prizes. i decided to take my sister since she never gets to do anything cool. we met up with some co-workers before hand to get tanked first. at the party, i introduced my sister as my lesbian lover. don't forget i live in the Bible Belt. i'm sure people were offended. but i also don't give a shit what other people think. people who know me know i was just kidding as i'm always parading my sister and her perfect kids around my office. when i told my supervisor, he had this look on his face as which said he wasn't sure if i was serious or joking. guess there's no telling with me. i cleared it up for him and let him off the hook. i'm no lesbian. although, i'm pretty sure my life would be easier if i was.

i am super emotional lately. not sure if it's the holidays or what, but i started crying today at work after getting an email from a friend. it wasn't a bad email. in fact, it said great things about me including how i have inspired him to be a better person, how i'm beautiful, and how i'm smart and funny. but i guess it was just so overwhelming. oddly, when people are mean to me, it doesn't make me cry. i just flip the bird and go about talking to my mini frog or something.

gas is so freakin' cheap that i filled up my tank for under twenty bucks. and that was because i was literally coasting in on fumes. i think i am just going to spend my evenings driving around town and listening to music because, for once, i can afford it.

i asked the employee at Jason's Deli if the pot pie crust was made out of gold. it was twenty dollars for me and a friend to eat lunch. it's cheaper to buy gas now. even though it's costing me my life savings to eat there, i am obsessed. anyway, their soft serve machine has been broken for my last four visits so i wrote the company an email talking about how i die a little inside each time that i walk away with an empty cone in my hand. i haven't heard a reply yet.

not thirty minutes ago, during my yearly work evaluation, i told my sup i would work on being less blunt with co-workers. and yet i just asked a dude if he was done talking to me with his pointless banter because i had stopped listening to him a long time ago. old habits die hard.