Eeks
I'm having an anxiety attack. I have an interview at Bailey Lauerman tomorrow at 9:00 and then an interview with the Daily Nebraskan at 1:00.
My car is being a piece of SHIT and randomly decides not to start. Knowing my luck, tomorrow morning will be one of those times it decides to break down.
It is more than I can handle.
To top it all off, it is snowing like a mother fucker outside, which means I have to walk outside in a skirt in the snow tomorrow... Ugh... Why was I cursed with these long ass legs? If I had a body with normal proportions I could wear dress pants and then I wouldn't have to freeze my ass cheeks off tomorrow.
posted by Unknown @ 10:13 PM
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ass cheekles.
You probably want to kill me right now...and i'm really sorry for having my phone on vibrate this morning. I hope everything still went ok.
Oh the price you pay when you are a genetic lottery winner.
If you're car doesn't start, just yell "Secret Admirer!" Then honk your horn twice and I'll be there in 5-10 minutes. If this doesn't work, call that Kyle fella'.
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