12 Jan 2009
9:55 am
So far, I'm doing pretty darn well in the resolution department – especially regarding # 9 and # 6(ish).
Dig this: Today I stopped by Naomi's desk and dropped off two "sample" lipsticks that I claimed "just weren't me." In actuality they were full-sizers I'd purchased at Sephora specifically for the Nay-Nay in an effort to wean her off of coral frostacular or creamsicle explosion, or whatever the real name of her ick-nasty signature shade may be. I swear, I will improve that weird woman's looks if it's the last thing I do! At this point, the lady has earned my respect. I mean she's still standing when so many others are (gulp) not. So what if she happens to be standing in dark toffee, reinforced toe pantyhose under a pair of pale pink open toe sandals, right?
Standing is standing, OK?
In other (#6) news, I have decided to shag Mister Normal (aka Mister Fixerupper, aka Brad) just for the sake of curiosity. Again, my BFF Ali says this idea is sick and wrong. But I say, how will I know if I like it if I don't try it? But Ali says eating escargot and being a borderline slut are not analogous.
Regardless of Ali's approval level (zero), I figure it's time to fish or cut bait. It's been a loooooooooong time. I think it will serve to end things or kick them up to a new level. I'll let you know how it goes.
PS: I made microwave popcorn on Saturday night and viola, dinner was served. So I'm pretty sure that counts for # 3. Yeah, it counts.
