At the risk of sounding pretentious, one if the most important figures in American Literature, will probably never be recognized as such

I totally own my inadequacy on this.

I started feeling not so hot after lunch today, and I elected to stay at the office and get some work done rather than go to the department fun event, because half my team has been out all week. Boss wants to know why I wasn't there. If I get in trouble for not going to the fun event, I'm not going to be pleased.

Of course, now I'm starting to feel worse and I'm recalling that someone was talking about a stomach bug going around. Do not want norovirus.

So many, many things peeve me but the latest one that is driving me to despair is the "to be perfectly honest" or "to be quite frank" and any variant of. Just get to your frakking point, you verbal stammerer!

Ha. The head of our department says "to be honest with you" all the time. Although it's usually at the end of the statement.

I find myself saying, "I'm not gonna lie" kind of a lot.

Of course, now I'm starting to feel worse and I'm recalling that someone was talking about a stomach bug going around. Do not want norovirus.

What? No no no no. Con next week. No sick.

So many, many things peeve me but the latest one that is driving me to despair is the "to be perfectly honest" or "to be quite frank" and any variant of. Just get to your frakking point, you verbal stammerer!

The part that baffles me is why anyone thinks it makes them sound more honest.

I find myself saying "to be honest" or such like when I feel like I am about to be a little more honest than might be welcome. More of a warning than a promise.

Applied stripper to 6 spindles. My hands still don't like me from last weekend. They got all shaky, and all I was wielding was a paint brush. Tomorrow night will be fuuuuun.

(*Please tell me I'm not the only one who Googles that word every time to make sure I've typed correctly the one that means language and not the one that means bugs?)

You are not the only one. I even tell myself "ent- is like 'ant,' which is a bug!" but then I second-guess myself and wonder if I made up an incorrect mnemonic.

The ED doesn't know what she wants, and only can say that she doesn't like something, but won't specify what, exactly.

I now feel the pain of anyone who writes for a living.

Also a nightmare in graphic design. "Make it look modern!" "Okay, what do you want?" "Well, I don't know...you're the designer -- make it look modern!" [hours of work later] "No, this isn't what I wanted at all! Make it 'pop' more!"

And, since I had to go to The Oatmeal to find the previous link, I offer you exactly what I am living through right now: The Cycle of Flossing. I am in between "one day later" and "one week later."