Que Sera Sera


In the past 24 hours I have skipped meals against my will, been told my copywriting is flat and ordinary and my conceptual skills are lacking, forked over $400 to fix my car, been crowned by my showerhead, gone to work with wet hair, endured some sort of bug bite on my cheek that may very well be West Nile-associated, been lied to and laughed at, realized that my future is now and it sucks, and watched the hem of my pants go AWOL, but I managed to procure some of that bath soap that smells like a cosmopolitan, and I just want to tell you that I smell fucking amazing.

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