You have a collect call from, "I Love You Candace."

ummm.

"You're a funny chick, you should write more." Ok i will. Not because you said to, but because I'm that bored and these hands are getting idle. You can only masterbate so many times in one day before you start to get bored. That and I was scared I was gonna break my vagina. I should be driving to San Diego for a girlfriends birthday, but I'm the type of person who needs to be reassured that I'm wanted in the first place. That never happend so I'm not gonna drive myself to San Diego solo.
     I've thought for probably the first time ever today about how I wish looks didnt matter. Had an amazing "connection" with this guy from London last night. But...totally short and unattractive. His parents owned Topshop and we shared our life stories. His friends were amazingly gorgeous, but...I guess I'm just shallow and can't get passed the short.
    Ok this whole not working on the weekend thing is totally confusing me. I haven't been this bored all day in forever. Could go workout but I just took a shower. No desire to get out of this horizontal position. ummmmm. brain dead. over and out.

out of my comfort-zone

It's a strange condition. Got fired or "laid off" for the first time ever. It was definatley a bitter sweet feeling. I was actually walking into work that day with a weird feeling, like I'm so happy I have this job, but I treat i've always treated it like shit because I have a hate-love relationship with it. My whole relationship with that job was always to put minimal effort into it. For some reason I liked playing with fire by calling in sick, not coming in, not making draw, and just doing what I wanted. I knew I would potentially get fired if I kept it up, but I liked the idea because then it would kick my butt into an unknown what do I do next feeling..It would put me out of my comfort zone.
    So here I am now, completly out of my comfort zone hahahaha. I keep thinking that I just have the weekend off because I requested it off since I thought I would be in Vegas, but luckily that fell through. It's just a shitty feeling knowing I don't have a full paycheck coming soon! I still have my job at the dental office, but that's such minimal hours it will pay for my gas and credit card if anything. FML.
   So now I don't really have a choice but to start looking for jobs. I went on one interview already, but it's a totally out of my "comfort" zone I know nothing about job. Working with autistic children. I mean, I love children, but honestly don't know anything about that. Luckily I'm open to the idea and the rewards and pay may be worth it. Well see...When one door slams shut, another one is bound to open. My only concern is getting my ass to Paris in December.

Be Mine

Obsessed with you Trouve Sabrina Boots. So glad you decided to make more since they sold out instantly at the Nordstrom Anniversary sale in July.

Matter of Choice

    The other day my grandma made a comment at dinner about how she hates having to make so many decisions. "From the minute I open my eyes, I think should I get out of bed or should I go back to sleep. And then after that its more decisions throughout the day." I know she stated this because she couldnt decide what to order on the menu, but it made me think.
    Every single day we're given opportunities, options, faced to make a decision, and so forth. How do we go about our thought process when faced with too many options? Sometimes having too many options is overwhelming and more stressful than having no options!
   Every single action we do, creates an outcome or response. With whatever choices our life gives us, we are only responsible for the outcome. Even the people you choose to surround yourself with reflects what type of life and choices you will have to make.
     You can only play the game well if you decide to practice. You can only sell as much as the effort that you choose to put into it. You can only settle for less if that's what you want to do. The choice is ultimately up to you though.