Express line to the limelight.

Everyone just left my office and I'm left with almost 2 hours to kill before it's time to hit up the 2nd job. What ever shall I do? A post, yes a post is most definitely in order.

So here I am typing away while cramming pizza down my throat the dinner of champions, or at least the dinner of a girl holding down 2 jobs, and studying for the series 7 test. I haven't been sleeping well the last few nights. Going to bed but a few hours before having to wake up, and the wierdest thing of all is that I'm not tired at all. Instead I feel like I've been slipped a few ritalin, or I guess the new prescription speed of choice these days is Adderall so yeah one of the two. I feel like I can't slow down to even catch my breath! I'm not sure if I've just slipped into some anxiety fueled whirlwind because it's almost new years or if I've somehow regressed back to high school when this was my normal everyday behaviour. NO sleep and too much energy. We may never know.


OH! OH! OH! So yesterday I went to Trader Joe's with the Bunny and we got the most delicious pot stickers and orannge flavored chicken and mochi ice cream balls and whoa, who's a pig?! Me, of course. Everything was so damned delicious and to top it all off I forgot to roll up the drivers side window in my car all the way and it rained all night long and this morning and my seat was all fucking soaking wet and nasty like. But it was sunny and warmish for most of the day today so I guess everything isn't complete shit, right?! yeah.

I'm hoping I have enough money to buy myself a really fucking hot red (or black) dress to wear on NYE. I want to look so fucking sexy it hurts (you not me). I've got plenty of debaucherous plans ahead of me and will be partying all night in this really awesome place that's all decked out moraccan style. I am so excited. I love old lady candy like good n' plenty. So fucking good.

I got a call at 5:30 in the morning that I wish I didn't miss but it was probably for the best because these last few days aren't really the best days for those kinds of calls. you know.. yeah you do. I have to savor every little bit of sleep I can get, because it isn't much.

You know, I feel like biting.