C is for calm, comfortable, collected & coward.

Barenaked for the Holidays is blaring at the 'loud' level at work.
I, of course, was in charge of supplying today's tunes.
Daytime radio makes me want to vomit, or cry, possibly both.
Love song after love song with a little 'Rockin' around the Christmas Tree'
I'm pretending to type away the disputes.

They are very pleased with my work. I think I'm going to jump on the citi-haul. Weekends off, pockets full.

Remember that kid you were jealous of in elementary school because he/she would always bring awesome cupcakes on his/her birthday because mom just happened to have extra time on her hands... Yeah. It's so hard to be a six year old with all these responsibilities. So FULL!

I questioned the game before it was over a few days ago, only to find out that you're a coward. If you're playing, you want to win the prize- my walls weren't completely down, so I played it safe. All I was was a good cat, a good tease. Someone to entertain your pathetic life. Hooray for me, if only I'd invest as much money as I do time. Sleepless nights are no longer and there is a ban on rolling around with laughter in the sheets. Careful what you do, you don't mess with me. My heart has been played around with too many times. Your chapter is written. I'll make milions off of you.

Thanks to all of you who have supported Renée in the corner gas comic genius contest! As it winds down in it's last week, I was unable to upload new stuff as my computer put my life on pause. Thanks again, much love and keep peeking for new stuff to come.

I wish the santa clause parade was every Sunday. I proudly wear my 'fuck this' pin today.