Hubris?

Dear Internets,

My b^#$%y super-competitive former supervisor just signed up for *every single race* that I'm doing this summer. Game on, Boss Lady... Game on.

Love,
Jane

Purple Goes Green

Dear Federal Reserve Peeps,

I'm all for prettifying our money and making it easier for the vision-impaired to use, but green and purple? For reals? I mean, I love purple as much as the next girl, but our money is starting to look like it was designed by the board of a food co-op. Why does our currency have to look like eggplants?

(I think it's the high contrast number 5 on the back of the $5 bill that gets me.)

Yours truly,
Jane

Sunshine and Orange Crush

Dear Boss,

Thanks for letting me go work outside today in the unseasonably beautiful weather. Work may still be just another four-letter word, but it was nice to do it while sipping an Orange Crush and listening to a fountain* at a little outdoor coffee shop. It almost made me forget that we're all just workin' for The Man.

Sincerely,
Jane

P.S. The fountain was one of those creepy nekkid cherubs peeing into a pool. I don't know if I'll ever understand the appeal of those...

Manic Monday

Dear Bangles,

It is still Sunday, but I am already feeling the pain you expressed so eloquently in your hit song. Why are the weekends only two days long?

Yours,
Jane