I am feeling disgruntled about my job lately and this sentiment is bubbling over into a general feeling of discontent regarding my professional/work/things a girl does for money – life. The word that keeps coming to mind is …smarmy.

When I was younger I worked in a Mexican food restaurant (tacky Mexican dress included) and often I felt like I had a greasy film all over me when I got home from work.

That’s kind of how I feel again lately.

What is that thing out there that I can feel good about doing?

I’ve spent the whole week fighting the grunge. I never thought I could be tired of my own bed….and yet still feel so fatigued.

I was reminded about the Holidailies thing this morning. Guess I should get to it.

Truth is, I’ve been contemplating going the no blog route lately. End of November, my blog experienced some technical difficulties for about a week…and it started me thinking, “Do I really still want to do this.”

Honestly I can’t say as if I’ve answered that question yet. Perhaps just a change of location or look and feel would do the trick. Still just mulling it all over.

We’ll see.

Along with my new job transition there is also a ton of political corporate bullshit brewing and spewing and sputtering at the office. Perhaps that makes for interesting tales to tell…but sometime you just get so sick of being in the shit that you really don’t feel like talking about it, much less blogging about it and giving it additional life. harumph.

Sitting in Kennedy airport, Super anxious to get to the good stuff. Starting off a vacation with a long layover sucks.

Unfortunately the beginning of 2007 looked too much like the end of 2006. It has been quite some time since any virus or bug has brought me to my knees like this or for as long. (And what horrible timing.) I spent most of today trying to rest. Anyway, I was unsuccessful last night as I toasted the end of the year with a mug of Theraflu and was fast asleep before the stroke of midnight.

Nonetheless I am excited at the prospect of what this new year will bring.

So I’m not even 40 yet, it is New Year’s eve and my greatest ambition for the night is to see if I can stay awake long enough to witness midnight. Exciting, eh. Well I guess at least I have this creeping grunge for an excuse.
Out with the old and in with the new, I say.
Happy New Year’s All.

It’s a good thing that Butterfly is already in such high demand here in Dallas with all the Bendy people, because while I sit like a worn out lump trying to recover and find some semblance of health in this momentarily wretched body of mine, she is busy getting the myriad Dallasites to bend and grow in ways they never knew possible. Not quite what either of us had in mind for this holiday.

(HAPPY B-DAY FLY. Love ya man.)

It’s raining and the lightning outside my window is spectacular. At least outside is not very inviting right now, since I’m still under the weather (no pun intended). Yah, on a day/night like this, it is good to hunker down in your jammies and just look at the rain and wind and storm brewing and be happy in the comfort of your own home.

I wish I had more entertaining news to report (and I will be quite happy once these hollidailies are over…just a few days to go now). But alas, I am still quite down and out, which totally sucks! I hate feeling like a whiner in these posts, and otherwise would not post on a day like today, but I am trying to fulfill my commitment.