I think my job is making me brainless.

I am in desperate need of some real, meaningful, intellectual conversation.  Like, for real.  I feel as though I can barely piece two words together to make a sentence anymore.  I used to be so good with words...  Now what?  Now I can't even write a fucking blog entry to save my life.

All I do all day is type, type, type.  The downfall of being the fastest in our department...  I mean, I'm very proud of my 90+ words per minute!  If it weren't for that, we wouldn't get nearly as much done as we do.  I mean, I'm just awesome like that.  But it's all I do.  There is barely any thinking involved in my job.

I'm craving either a job change (which I'm not going to do) or a social life change.  I need real conversations with real adults!  Not this child talk I always have with my boy, although most of the things he says are incredibly intellectual! 

I also just wanted to mention one Christmassy tidbit! 

I love teeny-tiny Christmas oranges :) :) :)  They're so fricken adorable!