The worst part of being a grown up is realizing that there is such a thing as too many chocolate eggs. Well, one of the worst parts.

Things would have worked out if he had been more of who I imagined he could be and less of who he was. So close.

Things I've lost today:

- One of the socks I just bought (with sparkly stripes!)
- One of the earrings I wear every day
- The sense that everything is right with the world

Things I've found today:
- A paperclip in my bed

Things I go to bed with and wake up without:

- Grand ideas about how productive the day will be
- Socks

I don't know how to use the term "vis-a-vis" appropriately.
I feel better now that you know.

Don't it always seem to go that you put your 'u' down right before you get a 'q?'
Reflections on life via Words with Friends.

Where is the benefit in spending time creating an online profile when updating my information and pictures just leads a sudden increase in messages starting with "hey u" and ending with ":p"?

Even though I was once an apartment hunter and realtors are just doing their jobs, getting emails from five different people a day TELLING me what time of day or night there will be strangers walking through my home and judging my personal space makes me feel a little unreasonably irate.

Signs I may be too sensitive: after ripping a paper towel out of an automatic dispenser I felt like I should be put into anger management for my tendency toward unnecessary violence.