I know the East coast just left work en masse and the Central people are getting ready for it, but this does NOT MEAN you can stop entertaining me in my time of chattiness.
I'm trying not to spork my clients and coworkers. I'm trying to decide if I'm going to stay and medicate with Cheetos, or if I should just go the hell home and medicate with beer and anime.
Obviously I must now obsessively check every shot for myself.
Okay, I know this seems paranoid, but I think I see me.
Safin does nothing for me.
Safin does nothing for me.
Perhaps you should be more polite.
pfft. If I have to be polite, it's not worth it.
Theo, the product in those pictures is gorgeous (July especially). But April's picture is
brilliant.
Did you need people to be interesting, Emily? I got nothing.
I need people to be freaked out with me! That person who looks very much like me is on the Web!
Actually, it looks like she's carrying a messenger bag, which I haven't for a while (and it looks like this is last summer sometime), so it's probably not me. But it could have been! Right there! Reading a paper! At the bus stop!
No, you're right, it's totally not paranoia-worthy. It's still weird.
She is very pretty. But depressingly thin. Which is very insensitive, as I am still mourning for my thinness.
No, I joke. The pretty is still pretty. Nice and grape-like. Mmmm, grape-covered Sandra Oh.
(Um, she is Sandra Oh, right? Cause I don't wanna be like that Oscars announcer who mangled Ziyi Zhang's name so badly.)
(Oh crap, I missed the Tonys which Hugh Jackman was hosting, didn't I? Shoot. He's such a SEXY BITCH, too. I feel like a negligent fangirl.)