Discovery: I cannot resist Smores candy apples from Rocky Mountain Candy Company. The apple was given to me by a rep at work. I put it on my desk to give to a skinnier woman of forgiving metabolism. I decided to try just a tiny piece of chocolate. Underneath the chocolate, I saw Rice Krispies, caramel, and peanut butter! So, I took a bite. Then another. I am proud to admit that I didn't eat the whole thing. 1/2 is still at home to be savored throughout the weekend. That thing was ecstasy in a fruit.
Second Discovery: I made cameos on 2 separate blogs. Dem and Jedith paid their respects. Apparently - I am guardian of Dem's secrets (but he never should have posted that picture of me), and a dang cool hockey player. How cool am I?! Cooler than even my biggest fans imagined *ahem*Omar*ahem*Cate*ahem* Wow. I need to get that cough examined.
Rant: *sigh* I've given up ranting. Turns out, I was the only one who cared. And yes, that was meant to be as self-pitying as it seemed.
Decision: Next week, I'm back to throwing my heart into my work. I love my job. It's amazing and rewarding and the only part of my life where everything goes exactly how I envision it. I've neglected it for personal matters, but the time has come to re-focus and remember how darned successful I really am.
Abandoned love: Swearing. Time to clean up the mouth. I'm still considering giving up dirty talk as well...but that would eliminate half my funniest jokes.
Enduring love: Bantering with Blogbuddies - and annoying them a little.
New love: Gloradise. Nice place. Can't believe I'd never visited.
Glo Wisdom of the Week: Of course true love exists! Your best friend just found it.
Cue the soundtrack to my pity party
Alanis Morrissette: So Unsexy
I can feel so unsexy for someone so beautiful.
So unloved for someone so fine.
I can feel so boring for someone so interesting.
So ignorant for someone of sound mind.
Oh these little protections how they fail to serve me
When will I stop deserting baby?
When will I start staying with myself?
Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-aaaaaaaaaaaaa! Feel sorry for me, Universe. Not sure why. I'm okay-looking, successful and have friends, but I'm sure I deserve pity. And money. Send check or money order to: Glo. 1355 Wa-wa-wa Street, Los Angeles, CA. I'll be waiting to spend your hard-earned cash on something frivolous and self-indulgent.
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Do you promise? Promise to be frivolous and self-indulgent? You better. Because otherwise I'm not sending any money.
I like their carmel apples too, never tried the smores though
Rocky Mountain... Rocky mountain Candy Company?! I grew up with them, and heart them only because they're from Colorado! I love that song, by the way, it's one of my favorites. And cursing is also my abandoned love, though I'm having trouble keeping away from it altogether.
The picture above is Alanis, not you.
Right, I knew that. I clicked it for some other reason.
*changes subject*
Gloradise, eh? Stocked with Smores candy apples?
Hi! I just found your blog, through a string of Blog Gods, lol! Actually I had found a blog for a sister missionary, and then I looked at her mom's and then I found yours. Anywho- I loved reading it. You are a funny woman, and I love your clever humor. Have a great day! Thanks for making mine.
Gloradise: Where Glo's Wisdom of the Week never applies.
Glo, you have my pity and the check is in the mail. Maybe you can use the funds to redecorate the balcony.
I may have misread the previous post, but I'm positive that this one means you love me. And Cate.
And I don't think you need to get that cough examined at all! I mean, how cool is that when part of your cough sounds like my name?! Awesome!
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