I Am Awkwardly Dancing Through Life

But I am having fun.

Question of the Day: Does Chapstick ever expire?

I have a thing of Chapstick in my desk and I know that it is getting kind of old... I really only use it when I am sick and can't breathe through my nose... Not to long ago I looked at it trying to find an expiration date, but to no avail... I should probably just toss it, but I can't bring myself to waste what could be "good" Chapstick. Such a dilemma.

Next door to my office is a chiropractor's/acupuncturist's office, and every now and then there is this guy who goes in there. Now, this shouldn't be a big thing, many people go into that office, but this one, he's special. Not like the "he needs a helmet" special, but like the "I bet he has deep-seeded psychological issues" special. Every time I see him he is wearing a little purple cape (like from a kid's Halloween costume), and last time I saw him not only did he have the cape on but he was full blown accessorizing. He had on the cape, matching purple shoes, and his freaking hair dyed to match! Hilarious in the first degree. Someday I hope to get a pic of him with my phone... He's an elusive bastard...

I watch Maury, some sick twisted part of me loves the drama of it, but I am always worried that someday I will see someone I know (like my sister...)... I also worry about that when I have the opportunity to watch Intervention on A & E. Probably an irrational fear, but it's there.

I am a patient person. At least I like to think so, but I hate waiting to hear about things. Like waiting to hear if my sister is having a boy or a girl (she goes in for the ultrasound in the next couple of weeks), or Collin waiting to hear about jobs, or any of that.... Absolutely despise waiting for news like that.... Everything else I can typically roll with.

This post really didn't have a point to it (as I am sure you can deduce from the randominity *new word* of topics) I just felt like unloading my mental slop....