I am suffering from midlife crisis at 31, just to let you all know.  I want to get a nose ring.  I don't think I will have the guts to go through with it but for some reason I have a strong urge to get one.  Dwayne is even encouraging me.  Strange about that.  He's changing as he grows older too.  Most everyone has said I should do it.  A few have thought against it.  I think it'd be cool.  I need to be a cool girl.

I'm partially cool, I have toe rings.  They're neato.

So this morning when I arrived at work I was greeted by approximately 1,448 ants crawling around under my desk.  The carpet is very dark so it's hard to see them.  But all you have to do is pick a spot and look at it, and all of the sudden you'll see movement on or around the spot you're looking at.  It majorly bites because I'm obsessive about bugs.  I can not handle them on, around, or near me.  I will feel like my skin is crawling for hours if I see a bug.  That's so uncool it's not even funny.  So I decided to kick some bug butt and put 6 ant traps under my desk, and I also sprayed those suckers.  Everyone thinks it's a big joke but I really felt like crying when I was sitting at my desk knowing those stupid ants were crawling around my feet.  I almost wanted to leave for the day.  It was that bad.

Night night...