Again. Made the train.
Wearing dirty pants again pero con no calzones this time.
Laundry must happen today. Thank Grandma for perfumes and deodorants.
Must buy more clothes ahhhhh. My brain demands.
Yesterday Avi and I had a happy hour sesh that turned into 3 beers and a drunken train ride. It was fun and we are the girl and boy version of each other. Except I'm a bit more impulsive/ less in control... Well maybe. Idk.
We psychoanalyzed our bosses and their marriage. And brain stormed ideas on getting my lover to become my lover. All at this sweet bar two blocks from work. There was a band setting up and red vinyl seating along with a bunch of pin-up decor.
Oh you're an artist? I couldn't tell by your cotton dress, snail jewelry, ray bans or Sony strap coming out of your back pack.
Unfortunately I've been mind-bent into the willy wonka humor that all the kids enjoy these days.
It's really fun pretending to be hot and confident. Fake it til ya make it btchz!
It allows me to do, say and wear what I want. Within reason.
So YUH
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