i'm having a weird day.

[anne_man]

I can't really concentrate on anything except the things I said i wasn't going to be thinking about. AKA, the possibility or impossibility of a donship or an excellently well-paying job at the coop office. I went to meet kate to go for some payless therapy (another thing I probably shouldn't have done, but in case i don't get this job, i needed a pair of flats to go job hunting in, or, if i do get the job, to wear to the office. yes. validation for spending money on things i can't afford...). on the way there I saw... a large fuzzy llama looking at me from inside this crazy mexican store. It smiled at me. Yes, a llama figurine smiled at me. It was really fuzzy, cute, and made me feel better about my stress. I told you i was having a weird day. I went in and bought a small one for $5, which is now sitting on top of my broken printer, and still smiling at me. It makes me happy.

kate said i was crazy. I said, i crack under pressure. I think it's safe to say that i've cracked.

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