09.27.05

Busy day at work. Ugh.
Personal shit going on elsewhere. Ugh.
Store meeting this evening. Ugh, ugh. Self-review due tomorrow...it always seems that I'm in a crappy, down-on-myself place when I get these fucking self-reviews. Ugh, ugh, ugh.

Yet somehow I'm managing. Not perfectly. Not stylishly, but managing. Most of the time that's enough. Don't know if it's experience, or my unrelenting, unreasoning hope that it will All Work Out For the Best. Hell, wailing and crying won't change squat.

Stuff just is.

You go and be fabulous. Y'are.

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