perhaps the hyperricka-ness of the moment is from rushing to
mischka's house to watch
the disco ball, or maybe it is from the pen my take-no-shit boss gave to me because i deserved a present. or maybe the weekend-long visit with
monsterlady & watching lots of cooking shows, or maybe something else entirely.
but i am not hyper about going to work tomorrow, because i will arrive & instantly begin to Steel Myself for the Arrival of my Coworker, whom i dislike. she is absolutely, disconcertingly, positively LOUD. she is the human equivalent of all the cars cruising past my windows this weekend with the windows rolled down & the stereo systems straining under impossible demands. she is louder than anyone i know. (& besides she is a lousy counselor. which is an understatement.)
is there anything else to say?
