23 September 2009

My clothes say fuck off

Right now I'm wearing my STAFF/ASK ME shirt, my fat pants, my comfy shoes. Hair up in a messy pony, no makeup, glasses on.

What does this say:

1. I'm on day 10 of 12 consecutive work days.
2. My shirt is hideous, therefore why bother trying to pretty up the hair/makeup situation? I'm an all or nothing kind of girl.
3. I have to be on my feet. Comfy shoes.
4. I feel grumpy and full of yuck - fat pants.

I have two days off this weekend before another riveting week of mandatory overtime, and if I work up the energy to do something social and I don't feel too stabby about The World At Large, I might shave my legs and wash my hair and stuff.

Maybe.