(with a capital F)

I’m Freaking (with a capital F) STARVING!


I’m buried under a growing pile of paperwork at the office!

I’m having “writing” withdraws like a doped up crackwhore on heroin!

I’m getting burnt out on running the girls to tennis every flipping day and weekend!

I’m getting further and further behind on MY workouts!

OH! And I’m freaking STARVING!

So on this happy note, have a good Wednesday everyone!



Update:

A coworker just came to my office and commented on the apple I have on my desk.

My reaction:  “I AM hungry, but I don’t want the stupid apple! I want a Whataburger Patty Melt or Cancun Grill tacos or even Tampicos enchiladas! I don’t want the apple! I always eat apples!” (this is where I commence to throw my arms up and down like a 2 year-old.)



So, the end of the story…

I am eating the Freaking (with a capital F) APPLE!