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It's a good day.

Listening to Sublime.........feels like summer in my office.  My first day back at work and the place is deserted while i drown in receipts, spreadsheets and requisitions.  Ugh.  The end of the fiscal year isn't something i should be so involved in, and yet..........here i am.  Goddamned calculator and all.

I should have become an accountant.

Shoulda woulda coulda no regrets.

You know that thing called liquid courage?  I obtained some.  Put a few drinks in me and all of a sudden i'm "I love everyone and anything is possible yayyyyyy"........which i suppose is better than "what the actual FUCK are you looking at??" which has also been known to happen, but not in a really long time.  Really.

Yesterday i asked a man to go to an upcoming party with me.  Yes, i did that.  Miss cold and reserved busted out her whythefucknot and just casually invited him to attend with me.  He said yes.  I hadn't realized i was holding my breath waiting for the answer. That's how it gets done?  I have never asked a man out in my entire life unless we were in a relationship and i don't think that counts.  That's kind of a yes, before you even ask.

I'm so proud of me, doing all these things i've never done before.  Go me.  I'm not sure whats making me giddy, his "yes" or my asking.  Both are good.  I'll take both.

Count down to throwing myself into the deepest debt i've ever been in.  Hopefully this time next week i will be holding an approval letter in hand with a list of properties to go see.   I'm so excited now that i can barely stand myself.  I think it helps to know where you are living before you begin to decorate.  Right?  ..........eclectic, cozy, comfy, non-cluttered, colorful, calm, zen, peaceful, sexy, feminine, positive, home, mine........

Rolling Stones, Beast of Burden just came on.  Sigh.  Sorry, but i'm keeping this song.  It won't be skipped over, or turned off.  This is one to sing at the top of my lungs with a smile on my face. I may have to stand up and shake my ass.   It's a good day.



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