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So she tried really hard to get everything done last week...and no dice. So she's spent hours pacing the floor at Kmart trying to come up with some numbers that might fit together well and tell a good story. Unfortunately, no story is actually that engaging on the subject of retail in the current economy, so she's fighting a one man woman battle against a 500 pound a piece army. They may not run fast, but they sure do weigh a lot and can sit on her with a vengeance. Moral of the story: she is royally fuck3d.
Beyond projects, she has also accepted that she's really bad at using words to express thoughts and feelings..so... she has stopped trying to express them all together, which has led to a silent angst complete with originally composed guitar accompaniment and imagined drum beats and bass solos. Unfortunately, these tunes only allow her to escape the current pressure for an average of about 3.5 minutes at a time. She hopes that with time, it will all go away. Kind of like how a broken finger will heal itself if it's just left alone (she is also grateful that her broken finger is healed)...
She also realizes that she has a sh!t ton of spreadsheets to work on tonight...so she will begin number 1 out of around 57 right this minute. She will now stop writing in third person.
Shit I'm tired.
In Other News: ...i don't like girls the way they are...so shave their legs and make them look like movie stars...and then we can pretend it's natural!!!
~*peace*~
Beyond projects, she has also accepted that she's really bad at using words to express thoughts and feelings..so... she has stopped trying to express them all together, which has led to a silent angst complete with originally composed guitar accompaniment and imagined drum beats and bass solos. Unfortunately, these tunes only allow her to escape the current pressure for an average of about 3.5 minutes at a time. She hopes that with time, it will all go away. Kind of like how a broken finger will heal itself if it's just left alone (she is also grateful that her broken finger is healed)...
She also realizes that she has a sh!t ton of spreadsheets to work on tonight...so she will begin number 1 out of around 57 right this minute. She will now stop writing in third person.
Shit I'm tired.
In Other News: ...i don't like girls the way they are...so shave their legs and make them look like movie stars...and then we can pretend it's natural!!!
~*peace*~