The meeting went well. My ideas were well-received and nothing traumatic happened. That’s about all a girl could ask for. I’ve been sleeping maybe 3 hours tops for the last week angsting about this meeting. So I’m glad it’s done.
To reward myself, I bought this shirt. It’s from the Borgata Gypsy Bar. Gypsy – LadyGypsy…get it?
Anyhoo…I’m chock fulla red wine and heading back downstairs to seek my fortune! Or maybe just go to bed. Who knows?
navel piercings… slutty t-shirts…
midlife crisis, much??