I've had two hard workout days in a row, and I'm on a deadline/stress-train at work.
I am tired.
While fretting and typing and fretting and thinking and fretting and drinking decaf tea, I perked up to an embarrassing degree when "Love Don't Cost a Thing" materialized on my iTunes. "Think I wanna drive your Benz, I don't... Think I wanna floss, I got my own..."
I am ashamed.
Also, I might have convinced myself it was OK to eat a Three Musketeers snack-bite from the bowl on our HR director's desk.
On my way to re-fill the aforementioned decaf teacup, I snagged the bite-sized foil package, tore it open with my teeth, popped the nugget in my mouth, sank my teeth into the chocolate cube... and immediately spit it – soggy and disfigured – into my palm.
It was sickeningly-sweet, smushy, warm, and all-together unappetizing.
It is now languishing in the trash where it belongs.
J.Lo still sounds pretty good, though.
The Savage Response.
ReplyDeleteGreat...now that song is stuck in my head...and I want a mini Snickers...so that I can chew it in my mouth and spit it in my hand...
ReplyDeleteAnd, I think that 3 Musketeers always sound better than they actually are, so nice try HR director.
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ReplyDeleteYou spit it out though! Thats awesome!
ReplyDeleteGood Luck with the deadline, eating this way seems to make the stress so much more manageable
LG, to be clear... the ONLY reason I spit it out was because it didn't taste good. I was all ready to eat a bite of candy. Guess I should be glad it tasted so lousy! :-)
ReplyDeleteThat is a gross candy.
ReplyDeleteDanni --> It REALLY is. I guess I didn't know that Three Musketeers is yucky, but man! it really is.
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