Received an email responding to my interest in breast augmentation. Of all the things I am interested in, this is the least.
Wine, good conversation… I’ll miss the gym for this.
I’m listening to a lot of Liz Phair this morning… THAT’S a sign.
Jewel tones are super hot this season at the State of the Union.
Good looking Hill Ladies.
The only man that can talk me off the ledge right now.
1. Coworker sent me a condescending email… THANK YOU, LOVE THAT SO MUCH, SUCH AN EFFECTIVE WAY OF COMMUNICATING. YOU ARE AWESOME! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Deuce. Client asked me if our hotel was the hotel by that “large national monument” (name omitted to protect myself)… Guess what lady, you know what you have on your computer… GOOGLE. GOOGLE the hotel, it will save you time and I wouldn’t have to answer this iddiotic email you just sent me and have my brain blow up in my skull.
C. My office mate is listening to music most commonly heard in an elevator off of her computer speakers. WHY? WHY? There is no reasonable excuse for such behavior or enjoyment of terrible music.
I am going to take a walk, get a Chai Tea, and hopefully, when I come back, I will have left my rage on my walk.
Overheard my coworker talking about how the leather harness “with buckles” she had on her ice sculpture last weekend really help enhance the naked ice man’s butt.
My skin has now become a shade of pale not created by Bare Minerals so I must mix concealer with foundation. WTF winter.
I’m going on a blind date tonight, I have the overwhelming desire to vomit into my shirt.
On a Monday night.
Pretty sure this is a No.
Tumblr community, you have been great for the most part! Bringing me culture, pop news before anyone else and beautiful pictures. I now shop on Etsy for unique things and watch Downton Abbey.
HOWEVER, FLEECE LINED LEGGINGS?!!?!?
Now, I am clearly in the minority as everyone was praising these, but they were terrible! The seams in the butt, sheer, but still made my legs sweat. I have enough keeping me single, I don’t need lower body sweat to add to that.
So thanks for the suggestion, but no thanks, they ended up in the trash chute in my building this morning.
not so secret single behavior… anytime I hear Robyn’s “Tell Your Girlfriend” I erupt in spontaneous dancing in whatever I am wearing. Tonight it was leggings and a black tank, making me look like an entry-level college “theatrical dance” class participant, or a mime.
Was just hit on by a guy who has to be in the vicinity of my father’s age.
Men recently! Too young, too old or too homeless.