Ungh.
At the height of my teen partying days, my Dad always used to tell me I had my days & nights mixed up. It would seem that I now have my weekdays & weekends mixed up.
Whatever possessed me to go out & get blotto on a Monday night?
So, now I sit, sweating profusely, mowing the sweet, sweet carbohydrates out of a bagel.
And I've got a meeting in 20 minutes. I think I might stink. This ought to be fun.
At the height of my teen partying days, my Dad always used to tell me I had my days & nights mixed up. It would seem that I now have my weekdays & weekends mixed up.
Whatever possessed me to go out & get blotto on a Monday night?
So, now I sit, sweating profusely, mowing the sweet, sweet carbohydrates out of a bagel.
And I've got a meeting in 20 minutes. I think I might stink. This ought to be fun.
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xoxo zoe xoxo