Ramble Ramble Ramble....The End

It's Sunday night, where did the weekend go? Wait, did I have a weekend this weekend?

I swear five minutes ago I was just leaving work.

Weird.

A few fun things did manage to happen in my small five minute weekend however, so I can't really complain. I went to a surprise birthday party last night, my first ever surprise party, which apparently, surprise parties? such unreasonable amounts of anxiety on my part. All....the....antici.....pation! Couldn't handle it. But it was fun. Best part of the night had to be sucking the helium out of the balloons. I don't care how old you get, sucking helium never, never gets old.

As Carly and Pete demonstrate here:



Then today I played a game of racquetball with my mom, which was a lot of fun, and pretty funny. Pete and I played racquetball last weekend, so hopefully this will become a routine weekend activity for me because I'm liking it quite a bit. Even though I am not super excellent at it, and, as Pete and I observed in our first game, tend to run around the racquetball court like Phoebe. What? I'm a dancer, I do not run, I gracefully move about it creative dance patterns which just so happen to somewhat resemble the look and feel of shear panic. I find it to be one of my most attractive features actually.

GAWD I am feeling so LAAZY right now. I hate it. Even this sad excuse for a blog post is nearly too much activity. My thoughts and my brains are so scattered right now, I have no idea what is going on. I have so many things to do before the night ends and I don't think I'll accomplish them all. I need to: iron my scrubs, hang some clothes up, pre-set coffee maker (so I can save .2 minutes in the morning), brush my teeth and wash my face! So many things!! I mean, it might take like ten minutes to do all that!

And then I'll go to bed, wake up, and freakin' go to freakin' work.

I am SO over working in a pharmacy. SO. OVER.

I have a slightly major plan brewing in my head though, so, might not work in said pharmacy for too much longer. Then all those screaming voices in my head will finally quiet. Sigh.

Alright, time to get motivated and wash my face. Ehk, the energy!