That subject line? Complete non-sequitur. Has nothing to do with anything except that the song is stuck in my head.
You know, some things are just not worth my mental energy; blaming myself for stuff that couldn’t possibly be my fault is one of those things. I should recall that more often, or at least sooner than I usually do.
I had to fight not to be a total spaz today at work. It was slow and boring, at least for me, and it was all I could do not to grab a ball of yarn and some needles and go make a nest in the pillow form bins. I could’ve had a scarf by the end of the day, I bet. As it was, I think I made a fairly accurate packing list of clothes I want to take with me — sight unseen, no less. I would’ve gone to a busier department, but there were three people there and only one little me in my area, so they requested that I stay put. I did see a tiny dog today at work, though. In a little leather Harley jacket and antlers; reminded me of the dog from How the Grinch Stole Christmas. A bit of Dr Suess wisdom for you: Christmas is always within our grasp, so long as we have hands to clasp.
“Give her everything she wants, and nothing she needs.” It’s the slogan from this year’s Victoria’s Secret commercials. Personally, I like getting things I need, saves me from having to buy it myself, but hey, if ‘things I don’t need’ translates to ‘cute, sexy underwear’ then what the hell, sign me up.