What's somebody like you doing in a place like this?

Vulnerable. My heart…

Vacant. My head…

Thank you, Drugstore for the “breathtaking” collage.

{giggles.swoon.giggles}

Your silly antics caught me off guard… that’s what I love about you.

You’ve a sixth sense about you, my dear.
Thanks for the laughs. I needed those.

The Lands End guy will make a perfect addition to my corner of the world... 

well... my 9-5 world.

My friends are awesome. End of story.

Hope you brought your hat... I'm having a party.

I feel like something very large has been sitting on my chest for about two months now. I've been struggling to not let it bother me and I'm trying not to feel like I'm taking my last deep breaths, but I'm exhausted. Is there no end? My legs are tired from jumping these hurdles and I can almost taste the salty tears I've been holding back.

Shame on this song for opening the gates...

I've been telling myself for too long "something's got to change" and as of two weeks ago, I finally realized what it was. I'm keeping the details to myself a while longer, but acknolweding what has been staring me in the face, listening to what friends have been repeating for too long... and then this... well. Its enough.

Its time I set out to accomplish what I came here for.

p.s. This is not a tale of boys and heartbreak. Finally.
And that... well, that alone inspires me even more.

Friends shouldn't let friends play with stamps. Sorry @KBAlexandria. Lol

What was supposed to be a cute little skull and cross bones, turned into a quickly expanding black cloud on the ever lovely KBear's hand. {giggles}

Oops... My bad.

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Look! You're really here... in my sandbox.

{giggles}

This man deserves a medal. He puts up with so much of obnoxious bs. I'm sure he rolls his eyes when I walk away, and even though he requested his office be at the opposite end of building from me, he still humors me.

Kudos to you, B Man.

Gimme a whiskey, ginger ale on the side...and don't be stingy, baby.

And today I feel... challenged. Conversations within both my personal and professional environments have left sour tastes in my mouth. I'm crossing my fingers I can keep my verbal vomit reflex under control today.