The bullshit I deal with working in corporate retail is pretty astounding. I let it get to me a bit too much yesterday and I ended up getting haaaammered after work. I then freaked out on Scooter on some totally inappropriate for the time and place shit. I felt worn out and shitty all day today. It's amazing how one crazy person being a nasty old bitch to me ended up completely ruining not one, but two, days. I can't wait till I have my own store and I can be like "I AM the boss, bitch!" and kick people out.

Meh, whatevs. My life is weird. I have the weekend off and I'm apparently going to the Hamptons with my main gay. His friend's parents have a house there that is empty and waiting for us to fill it up and terrorize the bougies. It should be....weird. I imagine it will be a bit like this:



Hahaha






Nighty night bitches.