ohash

So...a silverfish fell from the ceiling of my office today, right down my shirt. If you don't know what they are, here's a picture:



When I felt a tiny weight and a tickle and realized it was more than just an itch from my necklace, there may have been a moment of shrieking, swearing, and jumping up and down. Ick. Ew. Gross. I have had those damn things in my building since I started working there two and a half years ago. Usually they are across my office on the wall and I throw whatever industry magazine that I will never read that is closest to me and I squish them from a distance. The bugs are getting bolder...and this worries me...and creeps me out.

I have put on some weight lately and it's making me obscenely cranky...I had started losing some weight when Dustin left...now I think it has come back plus some more. I feel like poo. I feel utterly and completely unattractive. And I have zero sex drive. Which is really odd for me. So, starting this week, it's time to fix that. Time for better food choices and more physical activity.

I am having a really cranky Ash start to the week. I hope the rest of you are faring better.