Another weekend just beyond my grasp...

Friday afternoon has arrived. It is absolutely gorgeous, and here in my office I sit. Several of my girlfriends have the afternoon off and are currently at my house, basking in the sun on my terrace, getting a golden glow, with cocktail in hand. It seems as though it will be an eternity until I get there…

And again I say, here I sit.

Random Friday thoughts…

My new office is small, only nine people (It would be ten people, but my partner in crime's last day was today). Seven men who are all married or would be if the law allowed them to be (for the love of God- let gay people get married already!!!), one woman, and me. I am younger, by several years, than any of them. So as nice as they all are… I won’t be too anxiously anticipating the company picnic.

This may be for my own good. As much as I swear by the mottos, “One should never dip their pen in company ink” or “Don’t shit where you eat”, I have yet to abide by them. I know that [finally] it won’t be a problem here.

I am one of those girls that has crushes on everyone. I have probably had a crush on you at one time or another. I always have someone of interest in my life, if for no other reason than to have random little thoughts to aid in occupying my days. For the first time in years, I have nobody that is of interest to me in this way. It’s almost unsettling. What do I do? What do I have to dwell upon in the recesses of my brain as my day drags slowly by?

So I have found an odd satisfaction as of late with irritation of random girls. Yes this is bitchy. But I also find it oddly amusing, as this is yet another emotion, which unless acted out, affects nobody but you. I don’t hate people. There are just two or three chicks that I switch my aggravation of back and forth between. For some reason I’m never really perturbed at more than one person at one time. This does differ from my crush epidemic, as I can secretly think about the whole lot of you at one time, and never be overwhelmed with fabulousness of everyone all together. Perhaps negativity is best dispensed in small, singular doses…

Bitter doesn’t look good on anyone, but sometimes it sure is fun to wear.

It would certainly be more fun accompanied by sunshine, friends and a cocktail in hand.

Have a great weekend!