i just got my new calling card...
it should make me happy, giddy even, because i've worked hard for it.
duh- not the calling card, but to get me where i am.
it should.
but...
oh am just pms-ing, i think.
and i've been wanting to cry over the past couple of days
because of stuff (non-work)
but i stop myself
because i don't want to get puffy eyes.
it doesn't go with smokey eyes and the reflex FA-smile.
- living. working. loving. praying. laughing. playing.
- random, quirky, weird, wonderfully complicated,energy-absorber, saccharinely-sweet, princessy-brat, perky-bitch, intuitive to the point of freaky-psychic, forever an island girl, climbing walls, stringer of words, paint dabbler, picture-taker, gimmick-thinker, perpetual organizer, proponent of simple joys, amateur tag-liner, meandering old soul, a google girl, a closet martha stewart/emily post, the best coffee-maker and a spa-addict.
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