Saturday, August 13, 2005
Stick thin SalesGirls are not my type. Esp those at Tangs M.A.C. counter. One is the shit. So much for customer service. Wall service more like it. They talk to their nails more than they talk to you. I feel like cutting of their hands & say "oops! sorrie)
Surprisingly, its those whom society laughed at, treat u better. No doubt a woman may feel uncomfortable with these neither-here-nor-there creatures. But the fact that they are more aware of the "womanly secrets" reaps me wonders. No wonder my mom felt good enough to sweep through the Stila counter.
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It feels nice to craddle a baby when you sleep. Its a natural heater. Of course the fact that she's constantly pushing herself into your arms helps with the sleeping process. Its a sleeping pill with no side effect(maybe a tingling arm). If I can love her this much, I wonder what her mom must be feeling.
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Crazy shopping day. A bag & panties. Gothic make-up. Dad's going to get Curious from duty-free. What a wonderful week.
9:22 PM