
anyone want a slice of my birthday cake?!

anyone want a slice of my birthday cake?!
i’ve been offered 3 jobs and what’s super cool is i can actually take them all on. it’s nice being soughted.
i don’t have room in my life to care for people who don’t care back. those are the rules.
what’s in my handbag?
smokes (seldom accompanied by a lighter)
keys
ipod
wallet
blackleberry
nail pimiping items have found there way in there recently.
purfume is missing. as are the litany of reciepts/wrappers that usually live in there. i’m becoming less of a slob in my old age.
‘sup
this month it was food or clothes. clothes won.
i’m suddenly in the market for some very sexy bra’s is code for i’m getting lucky again.
ps. i am in the market for some very sexy bra’s…
so there we go. lots of manning up to do. and drawing the line. feels good. no therapist needed this week.
and i’m about to drive to the local 24 hour garage to pick up 2 cans of sugar-free red bull.
suffice to say i have a shit tonne of work to do before monday 8am.
thanks to a silly mini summer weekend in the middle of winter. seriously. who does that?
unfffff. any time. any place. any thing.