grey

i won. i'm richmond magazine's second worst thing to happen to richmond in 2003, the first being the hurricane. my little once a week lingerie idea losing out only to a natural disaster that shut the city down for a week. i love it.

and work was boring today, now i'm half watching the fifth wheel and hearing snippets of "that *beep* was shrivled like a raisin" and "she's the kind of *beep* you give a fake name to before you hit it." waiting for my night to make tomorrow worth it, glad that my decisions aren't as bad as they could be.