High on life

Skipped breakfast - I only have a couple of hours in the morning when I have the opportunity to sneak down to the cafeteria, and if I'm busy, I'm busy.

But the guy I was busy with bought me coffee after I set up his computer, and I got to revel in mocha-chocolately goodness with extra whipped cream before bugging my boss for more things to do. I kick ass, don't cha know.

And I've got L's app, and John and I will be hitting the house again this afternoon. I'm excited as all get out that we'll be living in this house, and at the same time terrified that something might fuck it up. He's as much as promised the house to us, but in lieu of a signed lease... wantfearwantexcitementwantterrorwantbouncehappywant

I'm trying not to, but it leaks. I have leaky little emotions bursting out all over the place. 'Oh! Thanksgiving!' and 'birthday soon!' and 'eww - packing!' Mental plumber, anyone?