Sweet Nothings.

I hate the whispery nature of the cosmetics industry. All day long, I hear people whispering about each other, then smiling at each other as they walk by. It's so fake.

I am so mad. This morning, I was really craving yogurt and honey, like they have at the place just outside of my building, and I went there and they didn't have any today because they ran out of granola. I had to get a big ass thing of fruit instead, even though I wasn't in the mood for fruit at all.

I'm sorry you're in production all day today. Sorry for me, that is. That means I get no e-mails. But I sure did get an e-mail from amazon today, telling me that my order has finally shipped! Normally they send those messages and the package shows up on the same day. If that's the case, it would be perfect for us to meet up today so that we can swap, like fat friends should.

Today I'm really trying to concentrate and get a majority of my work done before the weekend. I was so tired last night after work that I just crashed at about 9.30 and didn't wake up until 5 a.m. I had this dream that Lemonjello came to me and told me that he really wanted me to buy Ugg boots and furry-lined jeans. He had taken pictures of these girls who were wearing jeans that had the traditional Ugg shearling all around the waist and on the bottom, and really wanted me to wear things like that. I got up and was angry this morning because I didn't want to wear Ugg boots.

Well my dear, I'm off to start with more training sheets. Isn't that a trip? They give that job to the least interested person in the company.