This man is the only man I’d ever leave Bryan for.  Seriously.  And Bryan would probably leave me for him, too.

I agree; banning him sounds so.. severe. Instead, let’s hang him for awhile.. then drown him.. then use a cattle prod on him. THEN we’ll let him play football.

I am FINALLY sitting at my desk.

Okay, I’ve sat here quite a bit this week, but this is the first time I’ve actually had a quiet moment that wasn’t immersed in PowerPoint.  I really enjoy being busy, but it’s getting more and more tiring to be busy. 

I left my water cup at home today.  Which has me bummed.  I’ve been trying to supplement with Blueberry Tangerine water, but I really just miss ice cold Brita.  I’m a loser that way.

Also, I’m a loser because I just vented a frustration about water.  Seriously, Sarah?  Water?!

I think the word “anymore” is a very important word when answering a question.  Leaving it out makes you untruthful.  Like, “I don’t drink wine”.  Well, okay then.  Clearly, I drink wine.  I enjoyed it thoroughly when I drank it.  I’m probably on film, enjoying it.  Do I do it currently?  No.  So I should say “I don’t drink wine ANYMORE”.  Because then it’s true. 

I’ve spent a lot of today wordsmithing, as you can see.  It reminds me of Mitch Hedberg’s bit about shaving.  “I always assume that someone else in the world is shaving at the same time, so I say I’m going to go shave too.”

Here’s a good topic for discussion: maternity Halloween costumes.  They either don’t exist, or they’re INCREDIBLY stupid. (An oven?  Really?  With a fake bun in there?  C’MON.) So I’m going to be ghetto and make a costume.  I’ve heard the suggestion of a fishbowl (that’s awfully cute to have coi swimming around my belly) or a palm reader (my belly being my crystal ball).. any others?