Let's jump right in because I've really missed Kathy's link up. What shall we confess today?
I really dig Mandy Moore's music. Yep, throwing that one out there. I could break your heart any day of the week is a special fave. And of course, Candy.
The other day I wrote an email and instead of Wing (like Wing 100, 200 etc not like birds) I wrote Wine. No-one said anything, so either everyone else agrees with my wine talk or they can't read.
On that same day, whilst dreaming about New York at Christmas, I answered the phone 'Something something Christmas speaking'. I called myself Christmas. The person on the other side of the phone didn't even notice.
On Saturday night I went out and had a few bevvies. When I got home I fell over somehow... details not important. I fell on my head. Not my finest moment, and on Sunday and Monday I could barely move because my back hurt so bad. Feeling a bit better now and the doctor said I most likely 'bruised' it but no real damage. Just my pride.
Needless to say, Sunday was not a fun day for my head. or stomach.
Also, on Saturday some guy was a complete dick to me and then asked me for my number. I gave him $2 (I was drunk) and said 'go f*ck yourself'. Stalked off feeling all badass, I was quite proud, and now I'm like why did I give him $2?
The UPS guy knows my name. Every day 'hey Kristen' and I'm like hey UPS guy. Side note: zero work packages come in my name. That's my online shopping problem at work right thurr.
I want to eat some boiled potatoes so that I can instagram it: What excellent boiled potatoes. It's been many years since I had such an exemplary vegetable.
Cheerio folks. Is it 5pm yet?