I have voicemail anxiety. I get nervous when I see I have a voicemail on my cell phone, no matter WHO it's from, I will almost do anything to avoid listening to it.
In the same vein as last week getting obsessed with food, I realized I also get obsessed with TV shows. This is only worsened by the fact that I got rid of cable at the beginning of this year and now watch Hulu Plus and Netflix from my Roku, which I LOVE btw. Since i'm not flipping thru channels, I tend to stick with watching all of the seasons of one paticular show. Earlier this year it was Greys Anatomy, then In Plain Sight, and now The Glades Which is great, minus the part where Hulu Plus doesn't have all seasons, so I end up buying a season on Amazon. Sneaky, very sneaky.
Sometimes I don't know what day it is unless I look at my clothing. Pink=Weds, Jeans=Friday. All other days i'm just here.
One of the rare things I will miss moving to the other side of town, (FRIDAY! EEPS!) is my McDonald's people. The lady at the first window who I chat with and asked me one day how tall I was (5'9" if you're wondering) because I looked like I must be at least 6 ft tall.
The smiley blond lady that gives me my Coke in the morning and always looks so cheerful and wishes me a good day.
The African American Fellow who pulled a fast one on me one day, and told me at the pick up window that they were no longer making cheeseburgers. At my look of horror and shock he apologized to me, while laughing at my face.
The fact that I just wrote three paragraphs about the people I like at McDonald's shows you I get too many cokes there.