2003-04-10 - 9:31 a.m.

I most definitely got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. It took me something like 700 hours to get ready for work and I still look like shit. I have dried toothpaste on my shirt (I seem to get toothpaste on some article of clothing approximately once a week - what the hell is wrong with me? Even worse, I still wear it like that to work - no exceptions.) and my hair is all frizzy and gross. Oh, and my electric toothbrush thing didn't work so I had to use a manual one and I just don't feel like my teeth are as clean. Plus, I just hate when stuff doesn't work. I have a hole in my trouser sock (again, I wear it anyway) and when I tried to "fix" it, I got red nail polish on my foot - again, still there. I can't seem to wake up. The humongous pile of laundry that's waiting for me and the fact that I need to grocery shop after work due to the utter lack of food in the fridge and cabinets is not helping. Oh my God, why is all of this such a big deal? Jesus. Sometimes I just hate, hate, hate myself for being so anal-retentive-obsessive-compulsively annoying. Aaaargh.

Anyway, yesterday at work I was given an award by another department, one I support. I was so surprised and honored but embarrassed by the attention at the same time. Still, it sure is nice to be recognized and appreciated. Yay me. My boss and her boss are both thrilled because it's good PR for the department. Glad I could help. I guess in some way in makes up for this crap.

We're having a "surprise" bridal shower for a gal in my department this afternoon. The quotation marks are there because apparently this young lady cannot handle the pressure of a surprise so her teammates had to tell her ahead of time. Now, I really like this girl, she's nice and down to earth and pleasant. But, come on! When you're engaged you have to get used to surprises. There's the bridal shower (I heard she was having two, in addition to this work thing), the bachelorette party and all that other stuff. I just don't get it. Maybe it's not the surprise as it is the center of attention thing. Again, when you agree to marry someone, you sign up to be the center of attention, not just for the wedding day but for all the other festivities that lead up to it. You just gotta deal young lady. So, this should be interesting. I'm dying to see how she handles herself - I'd think it'd be much more awkward all day knowing that 25 people want to surprise you and wish you and your fiancé well as you embark on your new life together than to just "suffer" through the 5 seconds of actual surprise. Whatever, we're all different I suppose. Maybe, just maybe, she never gets toothpaste on her clothes and can't relate to me.

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