twatkins! That is hilarious. Somebody make it your password.

I intended to go to the office today, but yesterday's commute home took two and a half hours and I have all of the jetlag, so I have declared Fuck It, I'm Working from Home. I have piles of mail to deal with and laundry in the washer, and I'm not entirely sure how I'll be able to get up at 4am tomorrow. My flight's at 7:45am and I expect the airport will be a madhouse, so I want to get there early and shove a breakfast burrito in my face.

A salute to annoying Christmas songs. (Although I would quibble about including "The Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire).")

I'm dealing with part of my anxiety by telling my family and close friends that I love them but I am officially a hot mess this year, so don't expect much, like seriously, the presents will be late and may consist of stuff I found in my house (hey, I've got some cool stuff, shut up).

I did actually find three presents I bought for people a year ago and forgot about, so.

Dear goddess I hate it when I tell a customer something, and their only response is "Huh?" I am annoyed and/or irked if they say "Excuse me, I didn't understand that" or "Could you repeat that?" etc. But the lackbrained "Huh?" inspires a jolt of rage that frightens me.

I've trained myself so thoroughly to say "I'm sorry?" instead of "huh??" that I did it to my mother the other night.

Once again, ready for a nap, not more working. Maybe I'll turn off the alarm clock and come in late tomorrow? Literally no one cares.

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Description: "[It's] like a little bundle of jelly at the moment, [with] some very, very small spines coming through". My description would be "exfoliating stress ball".

I'm dealing with part of my anxiety by telling my family and close friends that I love them but I am officially a hot mess this year, so don't expect much, like seriously, the presents will be late and may consist of stuff I found in my house

I have done that before, Zen, and it was fine. YFamilyMV, of course, but I hope yuo can replicate my results. At this point, my family is pretty much trained not to expect anything from me so if I do manage to come up with something everyone involved is thrilled.

Aw, puggle! Piggie & Spike's puggle!

That's it, I can't work in the face of adorbs like that. Time for lunch.

Puggle!

So my Global Entry application was preliminarily approved and I just have to go in for an interview.... in April.

the presents will be late and may consist of stuff I found in my house

Just get everybody a Rolli.

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Who doesn't want their breakfast served as a tube?