Unconscious Mutterings 312:

1. Arrival :: My Prince…less than a month til his return!!!
2. Vomit :: I never understood how people my age can think it’s fun to drink themselves so drunk they vomit. I’m weird like that, I guess.
3. Fit :: workout
4. Stutter :: embarrassment, blush
5. Lifestream :: First thing that comes to mind is something akin to Ghost Whisperer. It just sounds paranormal to me.
6. Tread :: Thank goodness for snow tires!
7. Desire :: vanilla ice cream with caramel sauce and toffee chunk. *drool* (Yes, though I am female, the way to my heart is food.)
8. Freezing :: What the house feels like when the fireplace goes out.
9. Permit :: driver’s permit. *sigh* I’m going to learn to drive…eventually.
10. Crinkle :: It’s cute when people crinkle their nose.

My shift for next week is radically changed. Instead of starting at 2 in the afternoon, I get to come in at 8 in the morning. 8 in the freaking morning!!! I’m not even awake at that time!! EVER! And they expect me to be AT work mentally prepared to explain people’s bills?! Oh vey.

Also, I actually had a touch of drama in my life. I won’t go into it. After all, thanks to this sorry sinus infection I have (or whatever it is that’s wrong with me), I managed to avoid the situation altogether.

This is why I am the best kind of control freak. Yes, that’s right. I’m a control freak. I’m just the kind that internalized my need for control instead of forcing it on others. Yeah, ok, sometimes I live in my own little world. Sometimes, it causes me to withdraw. I still think that’s better than taking over someone else’s party and saying: "only this person, this person and that person can come" (after the original planner already invited other people). I mean, seriously?

I’m not taking it personally, though. Control freaks are control freaks. I can understand. And, anyway, my friends ended up begging me to come anyway. I would have if I hadn’t gotten sick. Oh well.

There see? And I said I wasn’t going to get into it. Oh, I had to rant a little. Let’s blame it on my fever. *wink*

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Unconscious Mutterings 311:

1. Resolution :: New Year’s. I never make any. My resolutions are weekly.
2. Break :: I need one…another one.
3. Tied :: My Prince and I are tied together on many levels. <3
4. Suffering :: Pain and suffering.
5. Instead :: I could…but instead I choose not to.
6. Slash :: I actually knew a dog named that. He was such a sweetheart!
7. Divorce :: Not pretty.
8. Cough :: cough drops.
9. Happy :: Happy go lucky!
10. Sniffle :: What I often do in cold weather. Grr.

I’m hoping this week won’t be so bad. For one thing, I’m getting taken off the phones every other week for a while. I’m really hoping it starts this week. I’ve just about had it with this company. I don’t know how they stay in business.

On a more positive note, the snow has finally melted completely away! And it raining! We even had a rain storm recently. My coworkers looked askance at me when I kept coming back from my breaks all wet and I’d explain enthusiastically that I’d been running around in the rain. What can I say? I hate snow. I LOVE rain!

My Systers of the Grand Cauldron of Mischief did make their yearly snowslide. Apparently, it got up to 10 feet high this time!! At one part, it’s higher than their roof. Yeah, um, I’ll pass again on trying their slide. Maybe next year… *ahem*

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Unconscious Mutterings 310:

1. Confirmation :: number
2. Verse :: music
3. Authorize :: Oo, that word just exudes power! Muahaha!
4. Blog :: Super duper fun! (Wow. I haven’t said “super duper” in forever. LOL!)
5. Thirty :: 13 going on 30. I love that movie!!
6. Heir :: …to the throne
7. What are you doing? :: Twitter!!
8. Complaint :: Call 1-800-WHO-CARES
9. Leave :: What I often feel like doing at work. *frustrated sigh*
10. Tune :: piano.

At least I got some much needed updating done on my novel! Almost at 10,000 words.

Oh, and… ONLY 1 MONTH TIL MY PRINCE COMES BACK!!!!!!!

I’m beat. I’m seriously considering going to bed now.

Chronicled by: Her Grace, the Duchess Dethroned