dear fruitjelly and labor onions,
hailow again my pretty. i just made lemon cupcakes after i put my hair in ponytails and slid my cut off shorts on. now i am in the bubble bath. ill write until my battery starts flashing and then i will click publish and hop out of the tub and skip through the house to my pile of clean jammies. i love pajamas- more than anything. the cupcakes are wipe. ima sucker for a good cupcake tho. i need to find a nice pleated white shirt. i want a bunch of pleats in the front. i have to get a picture professionally taken for the group in new york. so i figured i would do that this week. they want you in a white dress shirt. FUCK. it's for press releases and the office wall. it's supposed to look like everyone else's. mine will look different. it doesn't matter how many examples they send. they sent a picture of jenne's professional headshot. BAHAHAHAHAH. she doesn't even look so sexy there. the day of my interview she sure was- scary sexy. i figured that was the only reason she had a job- cuz someone wanted to fuck her. hey, i know how that shit works. sucks they paired me up with the bitch. maybe you're supposed to look goofy for the picture, so when you get met in person- you surprise everybody, or everyone's lookin for someone else. i hate getting my picture taken. you know, some believe it steals away part of your soul. i think that's only when it captures your eyes tho, i don't think the genital area counts- or we would have one soul-less city employee to worry about.
hailow again my pretty. i just made lemon cupcakes after i put my hair in ponytails and slid my cut off shorts on. now i am in the bubble bath. ill write until my battery starts flashing and then i will click publish and hop out of the tub and skip through the house to my pile of clean jammies. i love pajamas- more than anything. the cupcakes are wipe. ima sucker for a good cupcake tho. i need to find a nice pleated white shirt. i want a bunch of pleats in the front. i have to get a picture professionally taken for the group in new york. so i figured i would do that this week. they want you in a white dress shirt. FUCK. it's for press releases and the office wall. it's supposed to look like everyone else's. mine will look different. it doesn't matter how many examples they send. they sent a picture of jenne's professional headshot. BAHAHAHAHAH. she doesn't even look so sexy there. the day of my interview she sure was- scary sexy. i figured that was the only reason she had a job- cuz someone wanted to fuck her. hey, i know how that shit works. sucks they paired me up with the bitch. maybe you're supposed to look goofy for the picture, so when you get met in person- you surprise everybody, or everyone's lookin for someone else. i hate getting my picture taken. you know, some believe it steals away part of your soul. i think that's only when it captures your eyes tho, i don't think the genital area counts- or we would have one soul-less city employee to worry about.
