Much Ado About Nothing

After my rant about the coffee situation yesterday, I was thinking to myself that maybe I was, in fact, exaggerating how often it occurs that I find dregs of coffee left on the burner.

Nope.

Yep. And the burner is still on.

I immediately had to drag my friend, A., into my first world coffee drama.

I love A. Pretty much always has the best solutions.

I know what you're thinking: Doesn't that girl have anything better do to than whine about freaking coffee? There's starving children in Africa!

The answer is no. No, I don't.

My day did not improve. After a slew of ridiculously frustrating emails and phone calls between me, my outside rep, two different vendors trying to get me the same piece of equipment and my purchasing department, my head was getting close to exploding.

I didn't feel my outside rep was appreciating the depth of my frustration, so I sent her a picture.

She was not impressed.

And yes, I'm wearing my glasses, because after you have the delightful experience of scratching both of your corneas in the same day, you tend to freak out a little with any discomfort in your eyeballs. Better safe than sorry, right?

After work I got my hair done because I was tired of seeing just how gray I am. I'm too young to be this gray, for realz. I felt the need to share a picture because my hair is only straight after I get it done. My hairstylist always refuses to let me leave the salon with my hair au naturale. Look how ridiculously long my hair is when it's straight. Crazy, right?



I had to go with black and white because I look
excessively orange in this picture in color.

This post is pretty much pointless. And I did no running today for a grand total of ZERO miles run so far this week. What a rockstar.