This will be a rather short post, as I have a real, actual job interview tomorrow, and I am very excited. So, I will be up all night thinking about EVERYTHING. At 3am, there may be pancakes. Maybe I'll bake a cake... Zoloft, pleeze!
So, as I pride myself on being damn near perfect- stable, yet spontaneous, simple, yet complex, funny in a cute sarcastic way..... Things happen that may suggest that I am none of these things (shhh! Dont tell my inner bitch).
Anyway...
I decide to do the world a favor and get my hair done so I can be cute(er) AND funny. So, as I do what pretty much comes automatically, I realize that I've pretty much had the SAME hairstyle for, like, TEN years.
Oh. My. GOD. I am becoming, like, my mom or something.
So, I do get it done, but no details today- that will warrant an additional post, and it. will. be WORTH IT! Shame on people that portray themselves to be respectable business owners.....
SIGH. I think I should maybe start using subtexts or something...
Here's the point: Clinton and I go to Big Box World, to get a big box of something or other, and all of a sudden, he starts yelping my name. I am three feet away- he does not recognize me. The look of surprise and confusion he gave when I poked him was proof positive.
Damn.
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