I probably just should have stayed up. I was doing inventory today, which requires less attention than the necktie job if you ask me. Looking at neckties for five hours will mess your stuff up. I saw one last night that was so fixating, if I had been on a date, I’d probably pay more attention to the necktie than the guy wearing it. They should print those optical patterns on neckties, where if you blur your eyes a certain way, an image will pop out. It’s only a matter of time before I’m on a terrible blind date and I’m sitting there wishing I had something else to do.
I’ll tell you who probably had less sleep, though. Freaking, Joey. He went to a Danny soiree last night, and the memories will most certainly be treasured.
…..Man. That faux poncho (anyone else think “Faux Poncho” would be a cool name for a band?) has seen so much. It was my Halloween costume one year, because spending more than ten dollars on a trick-or-treat costume was something this family just didn’t do.
So yeah, three hours of sleep. I decided I should take it easy for the rest of the day. Berated myself a little less. Painted my nails. My ORLY colors were getting a bit dusty so I busted those out. I guess some time last year, China Glaze had a color swatch promotion where one of the lacquers was actually called “LOL”. Part of me is compelled to invest in that. I often LOL, and I often look alright in dark purple. I never enjoyed having yellow undertones in my skin until owned that purple, stripey shirt. Purple and yellow are compliments. It makes me look alive. And also kind of like the Cheshire Cat.
(I played with Pantone swatch books as a kid, and I dressed like this. The color wheel was my only friend.)
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