Why must everything happen at once? It always seems to be the case. Procrastinating on SRC, deadline, softball, traveling for the long weekend. I’ve been running on too little sleep this week. Getting up early and going to bed late with so much going on. Last night we went to bed after 11 and got up at 4.30 today to get into work early. I was in work at 5.45. I like the peace and quiet but the circles under my eyes show that I need some more sleep. So I drank my best friend and decided to post some random things…

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I could drink Red Bull like water.

Why is it that I want to scrapbook when I have no time, but when I do I am not inspired to get into everything?

Could not put down The Hunger Games books. Glued to my hands situation. Now that I finished the last book this morning I want to see the first movie again and I want the rest of the movies NOW! Still not sure what I think of the ending of the series at this point but I like it better than Harry Potter’s ending.

Why is that when I tell people we have rabbits more than an acceptable amount of people jump to the ‘so when they die, you’ll eat them, right?’ No, you fucking moron. They are our pets. When your dog/cat dies I’ll be sure to ask you if you will eat it.

Also, why do people assume that they are mine and Price just tolerates them? They are ours. We take care of them together. When I am away Price is super cute and sends me photos of them and I love it. Are rabbits not masculine enough for men?

I can’t wait for Pumpkin Lattes from Starbucks.

I wish I was tanner. My nice cruise tan faded faster than I was hoping.

I wish I could work from home. I would be so much more productive. I swear.

Halloween is fast approaching. I need a costume idea. I am so ready to party this year. I need a costume that I can comfortably dance in. hmmmm…

I need a new pair of Sperry’s for fall. And another bright pair that is on sale to hold on to for next summer.

I’m cranky when I am tired. It’s a good thing I don’t have to deal with clients much today.

Lastly, I can’t get this out of my head because of Emily. <shakes fist>

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So I can’t wait for tomorrow morning when I pass out on a plane and am magically transported to Austin for a great weekend with amazing friends, their 2 cats, and new puppy.