ok i only read the first line but WHAT? A 50S PARTY AND YOU DIDN’T TELL ME!?!? UHHHH how could you?:[
im ty ty and not sure if im going to be up for sock-hopping it tonight. wait…who am i kidding…i live for this shit. i want to dress 50s every day of my life.
got veryyyy reassuring news at work today. im a 2!!! weeeeeee!!! very much better than a one…and not as good as a 4, but ill get there. god, corporations just turn everything into numbers and slowly drain you of all kindness and love. sooo true. but one of my numbers was the HIGHEST IN THE WHOLE DEPARTMENT! BURNNNNNNNNNN BP SHOES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so that makes me a weeeee bit less iwanttokillmyselfeveryday. so thats good. nifty. NEATO! (im getting into 50s lingo mode)
no matter how many i buy, i cant keep a tube of red lipstick to save my life. this perterbs me. immensely.
today at a stoplight, whilst blaring kate nash on my way home from work, i made the coooolest music video in my head. the camera just focused on my hands on the wheel, and my thumbs started tapping to the beat, then one by one, my other fingers joined, and it made this great pattern, and i almost missed the light.
TIME TO GET MY JIVE BUNNY ON.