It’s Hello Kitty Tuesday at all ends of the spectrum, and I’m kind of okay with that.

I love Hello Kitty stuff. I own a significant amount of Sanrio things, including the fabled Hello Kitty vibrator. My last PC was even named Hello Kimmy in tribute. It’s not necessarily a sickness, but sometimes I just want to look at cute as a pleasant change from my usual agenda of death, decay and destruction.

I awoke to an email letting me know that MAC’s Hello Kitty collection launches today. I’m somewhat ashamed – but not enough to skip it entirely – to note that I’d been eagerly awaiting this announcement, because even though it’s cliché and more than a little stupid I am but a helpless mass of estrogen when it comes to cute. If that wasn’t enough, on my way to the car I noticed a bright pink piece of mail tacked up on the message board: a HK-shaped postcard with another reminder of the MAC launch; one that is now on my cubicle wall at the Lab.

fear the mouthless army

I get the point – I’m supposed to go buy Hello Kitty stuff today at lunch (except I can’t – meetings are super). The universe wasn’t quite done with the hinting, though. It felt like a sausage kind of day, so I went through the Drive Thru on my way to work. Signs announcing the new Happy Meal toys were everywhere, and oh look – a whole series of Hello Kitty watches available now. I may or may not have bought one with my McMuffin, and it may or may not perfectly match my outfit today.

a creepy coincidence

It’s good that I have this small and ridiculous bright spot, because I’m really quite cranky today. The aforementioned “rubbish” comment really pissed me off, and being stuck in a meeting for 75 minutes that didn’t apply to me did little to soothe the savage beast. I’m trying really hard to have a good week, but I seem to be failing spectacularly.

Is it strange that I hope tomorrow’s court appearance will cheer me up?