My Head Hurts or Me Duele en mi Cabeza

my head is really mad at me right now, and i can't figure out why. likely it's because i've had too much sugar:

or not enough sugar:

but either way, i'm in pain here. the good news is that whoever sat here prior to me left some things on the desk. namely, a little container that's holding some paperclips, what appears to be some sort of mouse connector, a pencil topper, pepper, a sucking candy, salt, and a couple of packets of pills. unfortunately, they appear to be decongestants, but they all do the same thing, right? i mean, i'm just looking to mask the pain, i don't have to actually cure anything. let's not reinvent the wheel here....


but the thing is, i'm just not sure that a decongestant is going to actually cure a headache. while i like to believe that any pill will do what i want it to do, i have some very convincing evidence that they are not, in fact, interchangeable:



anyway, i think i'm going to give it a shot.

i'll let you know if i end up pregnant.

Erin and the Chocolate Factory or What I Want for Dinner

so, my boss is pregnant. this means that someone in this office finally has the same eating patterns as me (breakfast 1. eight o'clock, breakfast 2. 10 o'clock, lunch 1. noon, lunch 2. 2:30, snack 4, end of day treat 5). this is great. also, it means that there is more food around. i like this.

the only downside is that it's a struggle to fit into my pants. the solution? pregnant pants!

aren't these hot? i'm thinking of getting many pairs. you know what would be even better? rainbow pregnant pants!

what could be better than these? nothing that i can think of. can you imagine how fantastic the reaction would be to me if i were walking down park avenue on my way to work in these? and i'm not even pregnant! i think people would respond pretty well. and then dolce and gabbana would want to carry them and i'd make a lot of money, all because i eat too much to fit into my pants. i think i'm on to something here.

on second thought, it'd be a lot of work to manufacture rainbow pregnant pants and then market them to people such as myself. it would take a lot of cleverness, and quite frankly, i'm feeling a little too hung over for all of that.

but if any of you want to go ahead and put the whole project together and give me credit, i'm all for it. just put princess erin on the label and call it a day.

also, send me delicious treats. i'm hungry.