Thank Gord it's Fragment Day!

I have been having just the hardest time coming up with anything to blog about! Well, I have ideas, I just can't seem to get them out. Writer's block, indeed. Much easier for me just to jot down thoughts.

As much as I'm trying to stay optimistic and focused, I'm starting to feel a "drifting" feeling about the whole job thing. Like I'm floating around, not able to root myself. Doesn't that sound wacky? I've applied to my old company. Help me.

I've decided that every article of clothing I purchase in the future shall be orange, melon or a shade much like that. People keep telling me I look good in these colors. I'll take the hint.

I went to bed at a decent hour last night and slept like a babe. I feel more rested than I have in quite a while. I wish I'd gotten a shower first thing this morning, though...I'd feel a lot more rockin' and wakeful. Oh well, maybe I needed that extra half hour of sleep to top things off. Plus, early afternoon showers can be awesome, too.

My view of being assertive = someone else's view of being a controlling, unreasonable beeyotch. Perceptions.

Pretty soon, I will need to purchase a new AC adapter for my laptop. Like the 4th one in two years. I don't know, don't ask. Whatever I do, I make the rubber coating stuff wear off of the cord and the silvery fibers inside break and refuse to make a connection. Right now, I have to force the cord a certain way, and secure it tightly against the battery pack thing with a ponytail holder and tuck it into the couch cushion for the connection to stay. Yeah.

On tap for this weekend: a visit to the Clinique counter to figure out what foundation and concealer colors I need. I am very excited about this. A completely generous friend gave me a gift cert for Sephora and I am totally getting a bit of good makeup! w00t!

I feel like a big old plate of pasta with a light creamy sauce, spinach and mushrooms. Right now. It's 9:15 in the morning.

I wish I had more patience. I wish I were busier...specifically, busy with work. I need things to productively fill my time with. To make me feel like I'm contributing to something. To earn money. To have a purpose. I wish for a weekend getaway, and I wish for it to happen soon. Lack of patience, remember. I wish for clearer skin.

Happy Friday.