Those days….

You know those days you have? Where you feel completely and utterly unattractive and hideous? You know those days when you just want to crawl back into bed and hide the fact that you slept wrong and now you have a funky cowlick on the side of your head? You know those days when you wear a sweater that you completely hate because it’s the only thing warm in your closet that doesn’t have a funky slogan on it. You know those days when they’re having a function at the local newspaper and your boss makes you go. And then when you get there you’re wearing said ugly ass sweater and your hair is all funky and sticking out everywhere and they take a PHOTO of you to put on the front page of the paper? You know… THAT KIND OF DAY?

I’m having one today.

I need half-naked men to come carry me out of the library on their shoulders while another fans me with a palm leaf.

Pleh.

I’m going to go drink the rest of my cappucino that was made by HOT JOURNALIST and go try to convince myself that I was not really unattractive today that my cowlick and terrible sweater are actually quite endearing.

*barf*

Have a great weekend everyone.

No. It’s not Valentine’s day on Monday.

I’m in denial.

*hugs all around*