Someone has stolen my Ipod.

I am NOT happy.

Earlier today in a coffee shop while waiting for my carpool, I sat next to some (clearly university) students who were adding -y or -ie to all their words - as in, "Oh look, I got a texty." "Who's it from?" "Georgie!" "Oh my god, that is so presh." I kind of stared into space for a while so I wouldn't roll my eyes or make inadvertent scornful faces at them.

Then, while walking from the parking garage to the theater, I saw this gorgeous, tall, dark haired teenage girl wearing black high heels and an impeccably tailored copper-sequined minidress. She had a young guy next to her dressed in an all-black suit who was putting his jacket around her shoulders, and I just kind of melted inside.

But when I walked up next to them, the girl said in this really whiney voice "Oh my GAWWWD it's fucking FREEZING out here! Did you just poke me with your butonniere? Hey Jess, he just poked me with his butonniere! We should fucking call Shawna, is she out here? Oh my GAWD, look, your jacket is longer than my dress!" (insert annoying laugh here and comments from other members of the party.)

Is glamour dead? Is class? Sometimes I think so. And there I am, in my polka dot rain boots, kicking my feet slightly to stir up the big crunchy piles of leaves.

In a possibly related note, I think I put my pants on backwards today.

Cj's been throwing up all night. I wonder if what I had a couple weeks ago wasn't food poisoning, but some sort of 24 hour flu bug, because he's following the exact same pattern that I did. :( Poor baby.

Today I'm going to go in early to the theater with my carpool and work on the quilt I started forever ago before I have to start prepping for the show. I really want to finish piecing it so I can get to the quilting part already, which I know is going to take forever on it's own.

Before I leave for work I might run to the store and get some 7 up for my baby. I feel terrible not being able to do anything for him.

Wugh.

So most of the last couple of days has been spent taking care of sick Cj, working substitute retail shifts, and preparing for the enormous booksigning events happening at the store. Today was no different, but for some reason it felt like it really sucked. I dunno why, I just felt incompetent and grumpy. Couple that with problems at the post office and a worry about getting everything done, and I feel kinda crappy.

Everybody post silly pictures and cheer me up, plz.