Yesterday I decided not to do a DAMN thing and give myself a break from all psycho analysis. I went to work, wore gym shorts all day and casually did what I wanted, when I wanted, when ever I wanted. Thoughts of weddings, credit scores, bills, work, daddy, house, shit, shit, shit…. was no where to be found. I made sure of it. So, do you think I felt like cooking yesterday? Nooooooo.
But, I was productive! I had to do some genetic homework for Biology and discovered that I have a rare European genetic mutation. These thumbs were once identified as a quality of pure blooded royalty. But, of course this was many centuries ago. I found that I am not the only one with fascinating stubby thumbs … Megan Fox, Malin Ackerman and even Adolf Hitler are all stub thumb club members! Who would of known?
You think I’m kidding? Look here … World of Club Thumbs. Yea, so guess who was called Martian all night? … yea, ha. ….. it seriously got old after the third time.
So to make myself feel better, I decided to use Miss gift card that was in my purse for way too long. Check out the dress I got from Victoria’s Secret for a fabulous $25 buckarooos! Awesome and hot hot hot!!! I was looking for something to polish some good boot kicking-take me here-take me now-rip my clothes off kind of incentives. And surely enough, I needed not to wait for the dress to come. It might of been my magic martian thumbs.
Life is alright.
Speaking!