Blueberry Coffee, and Stop The World I Want Off

At work, the lunch room has a Keurig Single-Cup Brewer, with Green Mountain K-Cups. Green Mountain has a flavored coffee called Wild Mountain Blueberry. I had a cup this morning. It was delicious. *Invader Zim voice*

I went to bed early and skipped the vice presidential debate, which is fine because it'll get replayed and rehashed and reviewed and blogged forever. I will also not discuss the candidates in my journal until the actual election, because I'm noticing an interesting trend. Allow me to paraphrase: "I hate this candidate. If you vote for the candidate I hate, you are an idiot and a dumbass. I love the other candidate. If you do not vote for the candidate I love, you are an idiot and a dumbass. If the candidate I hate wins, everyone who voted for that candidate is an idiot and I'm moving to another country."
No real room to say, "I disagree with you but I respect and honor your choice. I hope you did your research, I hope you obtained as much factual information as you could, and I hope you did not blindly follow opinions and theories just because they sounded good. I hope we can still be good friends despite our different ideologies."
In order to avoid such words from people I care about (remember, I'm centrist and will happily snark on both parties), I won't mention my views anymore. I'd mention that I am still technically undecided, but that alone might get me called idiot and dumbass (oh, wait, I already mentioned it). But I can see all sides and make my own choice and feel good about it. I mean, my very best friend is an unabashed conservative, one of my other best friends is an unapologetic liberal, and my husband is essentially a libertarian. I get along with all of them just damn fine, thank you, and they're all extremely intelligent and lovely people. I agree with each of them on some things, I don't agree with them on other things, and we meet in the middle on yet other things. They don't want yes-men, and I'm willing to listen without arguing.
Basically, I'm sick and tired of this. Political debate brings out the worst in people. I've watched friends end longtime friendships. I've watched people scream the most bizarre alarmist theories and conspiracy theories. I've watched people swear that outright lies and rumors were total truth.
So, if you can't handle any of this about me, take me off your friends list and call me a dumbass. I'll miss you, but it might be best.
I'm done.

Blueberry Coffee, and Stop The World I Want Off

At work, the lunch room has a Keurig Single-Cup Brewer, with Green Mountain K-Cups. Green Mountain has a flavored coffee called Wild Mountain Blueberry. I had a cup this morning. It was delicious. *Invader Zim voice*

I went to bed early and skipped the vice presidential debate, which is fine because it'll get replayed and rehashed and reviewed and blogged forever. I will also not discuss the candidates in my journal until the actual election, because I'm noticing an interesting trend. Allow me to paraphrase: "I hate this candidate. If you vote for the candidate I hate, you are an idiot and a dumbass. I love the other candidate. If you do not vote for the candidate I love, you are an idiot and a dumbass. If the candidate I hate wins, everyone who voted for that candidate is an idiot and I'm moving to another country."
No real room to say, "I disagree with you but I respect and honor your choice. I hope you did your research, I hope you obtained as much factual information as you could, and I hope you did not blindly follow opinions and theories just because they sounded good. I hope we can still be good friends despite our different ideologies."
In order to avoid such words from people I care about (remember, I'm centrist and will happily snark on both parties), I won't mention my views anymore. I'd mention that I am still technically undecided, but that alone might get me called idiot and dumbass (oh, wait, I already mentioned it). But I can see all sides and make my own choice and feel good about it. I mean, my very best friend is an unabashed conservative, one of my other best friends is an unapologetic liberal, and my husband is essentially a libertarian. I get along with all of them just damn fine, thank you, and they're all extremely intelligent and lovely people. I agree with each of them on some things, I don't agree with them on other things, and we meet in the middle on yet other things. They don't want yes-men, and I'm willing to listen without arguing.
Basically, I'm sick and tired of this. Political debate brings out the worst in people. I've watched friends end longtime friendships. I've watched people scream the most bizarre alarmist theories and conspiracy theories. I've watched people swear that outright lies and rumors were total truth.
So, if you can't handle any of this about me, take me off your friends list and call me a dumbass. I'll miss you, but it might be best.
I'm done.

Blueberry Coffee, and Stop The World I Want Off

At work, the lunch room has a Keurig Single-Cup Brewer, with Green Mountain K-Cups. Green Mountain has a flavored coffee called Wild Mountain Blueberry. I had a cup this morning. It was delicious. *Invader Zim voice*

I went to bed early and skipped the vice presidential debate, which is fine because it'll get replayed and rehashed and reviewed and blogged forever. I will also not discuss the candidates in my journal until the actual election, because I'm noticing an interesting trend. Allow me to paraphrase: "I hate this candidate. If you vote for the candidate I hate, you are an idiot and a dumbass. I love the other candidate. If you do not vote for the candidate I love, you are an idiot and a dumbass. If the candidate I hate wins, everyone who voted for that candidate is an idiot and I'm moving to another country."
No real room to say, "I disagree with you but I respect and honor your choice. I hope you did your research, I hope you obtained as much factual information as you could, and I hope you did not blindly follow opinions and theories just because they sounded good. I hope we can still be good friends despite our different ideologies."
In order to avoid such words from people I care about (remember, I'm centrist and will happily snark on both parties), I won't mention my views anymore. I'd mention that I am still technically undecided, but that alone might get me called idiot and dumbass (oh, wait, I already mentioned it). But I can see all sides and make my own choice and feel good about it. I mean, my very best friend is an unabashed conservative, one of my other best friends is an unapologetic liberal, and my husband is essentially a libertarian. I get along with all of them just damn fine, thank you, and they're all extremely intelligent and lovely people. I agree with each of them on some things, I don't agree with them on other things, and we meet in the middle on yet other things. They don't want yes-men, and I'm willing to listen without arguing.
Basically, I'm sick and tired of this. Political debate brings out the worst in people. I've watched friends end longtime friendships. I've watched people scream the most bizarre alarmist theories and conspiracy theories. I've watched people swear that outright lies and rumors were total truth.
So, if you can't handle any of this about me, take me off your friends list and call me a dumbass. I'll miss you, but it might be best.
I'm done.

Friday random

Damn it, my right wrist is sore and painful again. Out of all my various body pains, this is the most annoying. It may have something to do with that sprain I suffered in college that never healed properly. Eh. Arnica, Cat's Claw, and MSM will help.

Adam and I carpooled into DC very early this morning. He's been working at the Hyatt for a conference, and the hotel is just a few blocks from my office. We met for lunch today and yesterday. We drove home together and now we are having stir fry with beef and green beans.

At Starbucks this morning, I had an iced pumpkin spice latte with mocha. It was nummy.

I feel rather random, so here is a photo.

Friday random

Damn it, my right wrist is sore and painful again. Out of all my various body pains, this is the most annoying. It may have something to do with that sprain I suffered in college that never healed properly. Eh. Arnica, Cat's Claw, and MSM will help.

Adam and I carpooled into DC very early this morning. He's been working at the Hyatt for a conference, and the hotel is just a few blocks from my office. We met for lunch today and yesterday. We drove home together and now we are having stir fry with beef and green beans.

At Starbucks this morning, I had an iced pumpkin spice latte with mocha. It was nummy.

I feel rather random, so here is a photo.

Friday random

Damn it, my right wrist is sore and painful again. Out of all my various body pains, this is the most annoying. It may have something to do with that sprain I suffered in college that never healed properly. Eh. Arnica, Cat's Claw, and MSM will help.

Adam and I carpooled into DC very early this morning. He's been working at the Hyatt for a conference, and the hotel is just a few blocks from my office. We met for lunch today and yesterday. We drove home together and now we are having stir fry with beef and green beans.

At Starbucks this morning, I had an iced pumpkin spice latte with mocha. It was nummy.

I feel rather random, so here is a photo.