the point of scrimping and pinching is to blow it* on shoe shopping. and i only blew it* on shoe shopping because there weren’t any purses that met my rigid standards of blowing* (e.g. shiny, compact, shoulder-length straps, minimal glittery, minimal hardware, footed, flat bottom, oh well, just that one jimmy choo bag that is no longer for sale i guess).
*fully indicative of all sexual innuendos implied.
and now i’ve a new wish list item — to overhaul my closet. the illusion of available cash coupled with online shopping is, omg, i need to get out while i can…(!!)
yieah.
i’m just gonna wallow in the awesomeness of me.
because some people think i don’t follow up. because i’m so lax about getting the priority peeps serviced.
because because because.
oh yieah.
also because we are not supposed to laugh and enjoy life. despite life being spent in the drudgery of a gray cubicle.
oh woe unto the one who should crack a joke. because (again!) i obviously don’t take things seriously enough around here.
really. really. REALLY. really. want a new job.
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