Can't Sleep

O.O

Pretty sure I just saw a tick in my room...that's right...a tick. Why the hell would there be a tick in my room? Me, Mrs. Tick Consciencious (spelling does not count), I brush the snot out of my clothes and stuff before I even think about coming inside and now there's a tick in my room.

The worst part is, I was just about to fall asleep and now I can't because there's a tick in my room somewhere waiting to put the hurt on me.

*Cries*

Pink and Purple Bucket

The meaning of the title: Whenever Abbie (my niece), hates something, she calls it a "pink and purple bucket". Or, if she really hates it, she calls it a "sara".

O.o

I loves my niece and nephew.

My grandmother gave me my great grandmother's engagement ring and wedding band today. It's 60 years old, and it is from Tiffany's, which is where most of her jewelry was from, meaning that it's expensive now...and I feel really bad about wearing it. I dunno, just something about having a ring that meaningful in my possession...I guess I better be careful with it.

Work is going good. It's been getting progressively busier, and that's also good, since busy means something to do.

More good news; "former co-worker" hasn't been posting here anymore, as you all can see. Why, you ask?

Guess "former co-worker" wasn't so brave once they got found out.

Ah well. Fun only lasts so long before the mentally incapable must flee.

Nighty-night.