boobs
I don't believe in New Years resolutions; never have. I'm one of those people that says cliche things like, "You shouldn't resolve to be a better person just because it's a new year-it's something you should be working on all the time." In any event, 2011 has gotten off to a rocky start. It just seems like everything is erring on the side of sucking (for a lack of better adjective). My life has been a joke lately, and I'm patiently waiting for the punch-line.
In more exciting news, I came to the office in a see-through shirt today. I have a tendency to wake up about ten minutes before I have to leave as of late and I threw on a new white thermal-esque type shirt. It probably wouldn't have been as tragic if I wasn't wearing a black bra. Whatever, every office needs a whore. Luckily, especially since it was company meeting day, I had a zip-up hoodie in my office and was able to avert crisis. I'm pretty sure about half the company would have fainted at the sheer sight of my boobs. Seeing as the majority of my coworkers are men. Dorky men who probably don't see bras/boobies often.
This blog entry is rough. All it's got is boobs and pessimism. Oh well, at least there's boobs.
In more exciting news, I came to the office in a see-through shirt today. I have a tendency to wake up about ten minutes before I have to leave as of late and I threw on a new white thermal-esque type shirt. It probably wouldn't have been as tragic if I wasn't wearing a black bra. Whatever, every office needs a whore. Luckily, especially since it was company meeting day, I had a zip-up hoodie in my office and was able to avert crisis. I'm pretty sure about half the company would have fainted at the sheer sight of my boobs. Seeing as the majority of my coworkers are men. Dorky men who probably don't see bras/boobies often.
This blog entry is rough. All it's got is boobs and pessimism. Oh well, at least there's boobs.