My day off was lovely, even though I felt so guilty when I left the house this morning I started to cry when I was walking out the door. (See Neurotic, hard work, etc. below.) I spent a few HOURS at the yarn store, had lunch with a friend, and came home with my nails in a considerably more attractive state. I had my fingernails painted in the shade "Suzi Sells Sushi by the Seashore" for the name alone.
Now, am I deluded that "Suzi" is a more bimbo-esque name than "Suzie"? And, where do the women who wear lipstick and have hoity-toity spa appointments on a Thursday morning come from, what do they do for a living, and how do I get their job?
