I have to bitch about this somewhere, so it might as well be in Bitches.
So, though we think it's for the wrong reasons, we (me, G and HK) thought we should throw BFF a going away party. We discussed where and what day, and then G sent out the evites because she has everyone's email.
I'm not sure if this is coming from BFF or what, but there's a whole lot of "It's awesome that you're doing this for BFF, G!" As if the other two of us had nothing to do with it.
I'm even seeing G trying to correct people, like sending out an email saying that all three of us are coordinating a gift for the party that "the three of us" put together.
Not a huge deal, but it's irritating-particularly on a Monday when I'm PMSing.
Finally back in the office to 50+ emails RSVPing to the reception from hell. RSVPs were supposed to be in COB Friday. Plus, my mother pulled her usual thing of offering to pay for something and then not following through. I don't really mind, because it's something that I would have bought anyway, but its the principle.
Fact is that even if she'd had a driver's license, it would not have been a good idea for her to drive (between the percoset and the pain), so I would have had to drive her anyway. I wouldn't have been nearly so annoyed about it because I wouldn't have gotten up early to drive her to the grocery store.
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I have to take these totally disgusting herbs 3 times a day (given to me by my acupuncturist). I mix them in a shot of water and gulp it down. They make me want to heave.
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Still don't want to work, so I figured I'd post the latest crap I bought.
- Really cute and flattering top: >[link]
- Super cozy (mine is navy and white striped): >[link]
- Nice and lightweight, purchased for our Keys trip (in gray): >[link]
I really need to stop buying clothes now.
ARGH, the goddamned phone won't stop ringing!
grrrrr...
::slightly soothed by Glamcookie's pretties::
Hola. El cerebro está a punto de estallar. Envíe por favor ayuda. Gracias.
Waking up at 4:30 after one has had delicious martinis and a strawberry mojito? UGH. I wasn't even hungover when I woke up because not enough time had passed - I was STILL DRUNK. Which meant the transition from drunk to hungover happened WHILE I WAS AWAKE.
Um, sorry?
Peektures from the 11th are here.
Soy roto. Yo sólo puedo hablar en español.
¡EEP! Mañana encuentro los padres de CBD.
Peektures from the 11th are here.
So both megan and Perkins let their pictures get taken? Wow.
So both megan and Perkins let their pictures get taken? Wow.
It's not so much "let" as I am occasionally a asshole ninja paparazzi.
