6.21.2011

ok i just keep writing stuff and deleting it bc it is cheesy or makes absolutely no sense at all. my brain is fried from working 6am-9:30pm (and i'm reminding myself that it was a CHOICE to work that long and it is no one's fault but my own...;) workaholic? anyone? it's so easy to be at this stage in life.

so because i {[choose]} go back in at 6am tomorrow i think i will just cozy up on my couch with some top ramen (i had a craving, wth? oh well, i'm going to go with it) and my Redbook with Brooke Burke on the cover followed by a bubble bath during which i will my nails with the polish i bought on my way home.

Essie "buy me a cameo"

peace.