missing my momma

I miss morning coffee, unabashed humor and hypnerness, me whining without shame (and her listening even if she doesnt want to), after-work margaritas, food network on saturday morning....and afternoon, friendship.

we had our first "work talk" conversation today. It was strange and wonderful.

Office politics are awful, I finally understand.
What a strange micro-cosm. I feel like its almost inhumane to stick people in the same room for 9, 10 hours every day. Its like...i dunno, cock fighting without the betting? and blood...maybe.

I don't think I like being an adult.