I have the wrong shoes on today. I got caught up reading stoopid (okay, good) fanfic this morning and couldn't find the ballet flats so I put on what was lying around. Heels two days in a row. Who am I? But the shoes are patent and the skirt has a satin sheen and it's a bit too much. And the shoes are more mod and the skirt's a bit femme.

It's a fashion catastrophe!

I forgot to bring in lunch so I will be super hungry when I get home to get mac. Also? call from school...again.

Mac got angry at a girl and verbally threatened her on the playground. The threat? To follow her home and stab her with a knife. good lord.

Good lord is right. How much longer is the school year?

I am continuing to lay low and eavesdrop on all of the drama around this fancy meeting. It's bonkers, but awesome not being a part of it!

19 total days, 11.5 actual days of school, not that I'm counting. At least he wasn't physical? right?

((msbelle))

Yikes, msbelle.

It's a fashion catastrophe!

A fashtastrophe!!!

A fashtastrophe!!!

Catastrofashion-e!

right?

Right.

I agree, Yikes!

My supervisor is in charge of setting up this very important meeting every month. He never sends out appts. for it. And always relies on us to be the go-betweens between him and our clients. So I send one of my clients three different emails over the past two weeks about this meeting, and its date. She just called me saying "That meeting is tomorrow? I didn't know, it's not in my calendar!" Arrgh.

right?

Right.

It's the end of the world as we know it.