Days like these are made for peeking through the blinds, shrugging and sinking back into bed.
If I weren’t ruled by corporate appropriateness, I’d be in footie pajamas jumping on a couch by now…
Instead, a sopping wet dress and heels…grumble grumble.
The fantastically trashy tales of this past weekend to come…
If I weren’t ruled by corporate appropriateness, I’d be in footie pajamas jumping on a couch by now…
Instead, a sopping wet dress and heels…grumble grumble.
The fantastically trashy tales of this past weekend to come…
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This weekend I met a Sri Lankan heroin addict who did time in a Chinese prison. I found him remarkably charming and compassionate.
debo, you win.
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