Ole! Ole! I Have Nothing Good To Say...

There is still no word about the job I was interviewing for so hot and heavy last week. Basically I'm pacing around the house, cooking random shit that nobody here needs to be eating, like cookies, brownies and for some reason, I guess to counteract all of the sugar or perhaps because I watched the movie Selena yesterday, guacamole. In addition, I've been cleaning cleaning cleaning.

I haven't been this crazed in quite awhile. I guess I'm getting a lot of housework and laundry done but I'm about ready to drop kick the cat if he doesn't leave the fucking Christmas tree alone. At first it was cute, but after having straightened out the tree skirt for the kabillionth time and busting him drinking the tree water every time I walk through the living room, I'm seriously considering taking the goddamn tree down and beating him with it.

Anyway... this is the post you get today. Grumpy, self loathing but sparkling and disinfected with a hint of cilantro and lime.

I suppose technically that now would be a perfect time for a party. The house is clean, I've got plenty of food, but I don't think I could be a very good hostess right now.

Happy f-ing holidays.