Well technically...

This is the one day a month when I really hate being a woman. Grr. Cramps suck.

And I know that craving chocolate means that you need magnesium. But...somehow taking a magnesium pill is just not as satisfying as eating a big piece of German chocolate cake covered in a towering mass of whipped cream. *happy sigh*

I am the designated cake person at work. Because my new manager, although a nice person, is just not good at decorating cakes. Actually, I don't think she's much good at making them, either. And by "not good" I mean "so incredibly bad you would laugh yourselves silly if you saw them." So I am the only halfway-decent cake person. And I mean that halfway part. I have to decorate a big, fancy Harry Potter cake that's due on the 20th. And I have to airbrush. And use fancy tips to make grass and mountains and clouds. And I am SO scared I'm going to mess it up. Mostly because my hands will be shaking with nervousness.

I went to Target yesterday. I found (finally!) some black work pants. And I bought new underwear and stuff to sleep in and some really cute wrapping paper and these awesome, awesome socks that make my feet not hurt even after hours of standing up.

Sarah mailed me some really cool mix CDs which I am in the process of listening to. They always have tons of people I haven't heard of on them, and I usually dislike about a third of them, like most of the rest, and fall in love with two or three.

I took my grandfather's tiny little 18" tree over and set it up today. He was absurdly pleased with it, but I think that may be due, at least in part, to his poor eyesight, because I forgot to bring the little metal hanger thingies for the ornaments, so I had to either force them onto the ends of branches, thus causing them to stick out at unnatural angles, or tuck them near the "trunk" on top of branches, thus rendering them nearly invisible. So next time I go over there I have to take some hangers and see if I can't get it looking a little better.

I got up on the (not terribly stable) ladder to put up a bunch of new prices on the menu board today. It was kind of depressing. Cause all the ghetto people already complain about how expensive everything is. And now we'll be fielding extra complaints for a month or so. Grr.


And you know, when I started out to write this, I was all like "yay! so much to write about!" and now I'm all "oh no! I forgot it all!" and now y'all are probably all "oh no she didn't!" and I'm all "too bad! cause I got cramps, peoples, and this is all you're gettin."