one. two. three. four. five. six. seven.
there are seven lipglosses in my hand. they're all the same, just different shades, and sadly, what you don't see is that there are three more littering my work area. if you can't figure it out, i have a problem. i've mentioned it before, and for a while i thought i was getting better, but as you can see it's just a lie i tell myself. besides, they just show up on my desk, it's not like i asked for them. not that i'd turn them down if i was asked. (thanks miss anneh the enabler!). oh and if you couldn't figure this part out, it's pretty obvious that i'm made happy by just the little things.
ps. our building was on fire today. i wanted to do a picture surrounded by flames, but i didn't have enough candles. or a fire fighter's hat. also, if our building was robbed last week, and on fire this week, what do you think will happen next week?
