PINKBUNNIESLIPPERS

Here is proving that while you may appear to be a well adjusted half normal human adult there is always fate throwing sticks and stones at you. In other words it was windy today (up to 90 friggin mph) and I work towards the top of our 20 floor building. I do not get car sick, air sick or sea sick. I have discovered I get swaying building sick though. And quite a few others in my office do too. Now being the type of person that can shall we say "dish out out but can't take it" sort I MOCK all the psycho tinged fakers out there who 5 minutes into a car ride puke. Puke bad. You who do this are in the same mocking genre as say gouchos to me (come one, it's a pant, but it's short but not too short, and it's WIDE all righty indeedy. So unstylish no matter what you think.) Anyhoo I got flat out sick to my green little gills today. Not only that I WHINED about it. It was a sad pathetic site. My vision was getting blurry from the waying back and forth. My head was pounding from my poor body being tossed back and forth like the martini in the shaker.

I am home and my equilibrium is just making it's way back (Mr PBS detected a tilt in my waddle but I am making progress) to my open arms.

So that was my day today. I really could use chocolate.