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Holy crap. Can't write much, because work is just absolutely insane-o crazy face, but the lovely, amazing, incomparable agburns (emptychairs) sent me a whole slew of lovely'n'sassy icons late last night, which are a clear labor of love. I had to choose between them, since I'm not a paid user, which was hard, since I loved 'em all, but I think I've chosen the best/most applicable ones. And, who knows, I can always rotate 'em out, if need be.
Can I just say how pumped I am to go to Columbus in a few weeks to see some of my absolute bestest bests? I just...oh, damn, it's going to be so good for my soul, I can already tell, and I get so giddy thinking about being with people who just get it and get me. Friends, no doubt, are the most beautiful and comfortable part of my life. And they remember how much you love Joan Cusack. Oh, Joanie Joan.
Love to all you crazy kids. I swear I'll surface from this work-mess soon...which has been exhausting at best, and ridiculously dramatic and catty at worst. Seriously considering relocating geographically this coming summer. You know, getting in the Witness Protection Program to hide myself from cancer.
Can I just say how pumped I am to go to Columbus in a few weeks to see some of my absolute bestest bests? I just...oh, damn, it's going to be so good for my soul, I can already tell, and I get so giddy thinking about being with people who just get it and get me. Friends, no doubt, are the most beautiful and comfortable part of my life. And they remember how much you love Joan Cusack. Oh, Joanie Joan.
Love to all you crazy kids. I swear I'll surface from this work-mess soon...which has been exhausting at best, and ridiculously dramatic and catty at worst. Seriously considering relocating geographically this coming summer. You know, getting in the Witness Protection Program to hide myself from cancer.