Ralph Provides Us With an Office Kitchen for a Reason.

Sometimes people at work clean out their dishes from lunch in the sink in the bathroom.

I mean I'll literally be in there peeing and someone will come in to wash their dishes. And a lot of the time there are little pieces of food caught in the drain.

Not only would I not want to eat from dishes that have been in the bathroom, but there's almost nothing worse than the bathroom smelling like food.

It ruins food for me.

The bathroom is not a kitchen.

Especially a public bathroom.

I Need A Nap.

It's 9:26am.
I've been at work for roughly an hour.
(Sigh)

PS. Last night I had a dream that a friend and I (I don't know the girl in real life) were out somewhere and were dressed inappropriately for the weather.
It was really cold and I was wearing a tank top with a triangle bikini top underneath.
I remember thinking I'd be embarrassed if you could tell I was cold by looking at my chest, so I looked down to check and I had brown skin.
haha I'm not sure if my face was the same, but I def had some dark boobs.

Bags Under My Eyes. Ew!

I hate it when people are intimidated by a "superior" at work.
They're just people.
I hate it when they get all tense and nervous because they want to make this "higher-up" happy and they're scared to disappoint them.
Seriously. Just people.

I'm really tired. My eyes hurt.

I wish I didn't have Morrissey in my head.
I don't even listen to Morrissey.