Devastated.
Nut loaf was a pile o' failure. Looks more like two trays of apple crumble crumble topping.
Hopes and dreams crushed. Not to mention a fair chunk of money that could have been spent elsewhere.
Oh well, drowning my domestic incapabilities in Jelly Belly jelly beans.
Failure has never been so delicious.
I have so much work to do, but really, where is the fun in writing 34 emails over seven corporate topics? Finance strategy, marketing planning, web analytics, shit I'M not even sure what it means? Too grown up for me. They're only due on the 15th. N, I'm twitching nervously. Not. At. All.
Take my advice, never volunteer for anything.
I would take my own advice except that I'd probably get volunteered to do it anyway, so why fight it.
Crap.Eee.Ola.
Do you know The Blackout? I saw them with Lostprophets earlier in the year but only got to downloading their cds a few weeks ago. Been pretty much on constant repeat daily since. Reminds me of being in high school. Y'know, when I used to actually get excited by stuff as opposed to the jaded, old lady I am now. Makes me smiliessssss. But you'll probably hate it.
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