SOUR: Why is it that the morning I say to myself, "You have seriously got to get a grip and lose like 50 pounds," the first thing said to me is upon arrival at work is, "I have triple chocolate cookies over here!" Why, why?

SOUR: Facebook has taken over my life.

SOUR: 4:30-5:30 meetings.

SOUR: I've had this new pair of shoes from Target FOREVER, but I've never worn them cause for some reason they slip off the back of my feet even though they're supposedly the right size. Today I finally had to break down and wear them though, because I have literally worn out my other ones, and I figure once there's ice on the car it's no longer acceptable to wear sandal-like shoes to work. Anyway, I'm having to walk like a complete moron, because the shoes DON'T FIT. I need a SERIOUS SHOPPING TRIP.

SOUR: Using a quasi-break-up as a bargaining tool when attempting to sell concert tickets on eBay. I figure someone has to feel sorry for me. (Sidenote: If I post a slutty picture of myself as my eBay profile pic, do you think that would help at all?)

SWEET: So far, the only SWEET thing I can think of is my coffee. It's fantastic.