who needs a view?
So after four crazy weeks of moving things around, I finally settled on a new table.
I think I have lost my sense of time. I swear it was Sunday yesterday, but I was working the whole day – the WHOLE day – until midnight. I did not even step out of my office, except to get Oreos. And while I have a television complete with 100 channels, I did not even turn it on. Not once.
The only break I get is when I surf for bags on www.eluxury.com. I hate the Fendi Spy. I am gawking at the new Marc Jacobs. And I think Kate Spade should do black, for once.
Which reminds me, I nearly bought a Kate last Thursday. The saleslady (on the right) kept telling me that the $300 bag looked good on me, when it apparently (a) faded right into my skin tone, and (b) made me look fat.
The lying saleslady and the fat bags
Now I have to get back to work. I have tons to finish.
I'm my own boss now, but why do I seem to be working more?
I think I have lost my sense of time. I swear it was Sunday yesterday, but I was working the whole day – the WHOLE day – until midnight. I did not even step out of my office, except to get Oreos. And while I have a television complete with 100 channels, I did not even turn it on. Not once.
The only break I get is when I surf for bags on www.eluxury.com. I hate the Fendi Spy. I am gawking at the new Marc Jacobs. And I think Kate Spade should do black, for once.
Which reminds me, I nearly bought a Kate last Thursday. The saleslady (on the right) kept telling me that the $300 bag looked good on me, when it apparently (a) faded right into my skin tone, and (b) made me look fat.
The lying saleslady and the fat bags
Now I have to get back to work. I have tons to finish.
I'm my own boss now, but why do I seem to be working more?
posted by Ingrid C. at 8:36 AM
1 Comments:
yey :) i'm not the only crazy one
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