I can't fucking believe it!
I was right. The one day I come into work, all cracked out, no sleep at all, jittery and retarded...
I just closed a sale for the first time in months. Fucking crazy.
I guess I have more focus when I'm directing all of my concentration towards not letting my coworkers see my hand shake. Awesome. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, check my previous entry and see just how out of it I was a matter of hours ago.
I told you I was a pro. Now I need to go gloat or something. That's just a little stress lifted off my head for a little while. And oh, how I needed it to be lifted right now.
Thank you, Universe, for throwing that life-saver my way just as I was about to drown in an ocean of guilt and shame.
It shouldn't have been that easy.
I feel fucking great. No, I mean, literally, I FEEL great. It's my new bodywash. Silky soft, and that's all you need to know. And with that, I can slide smoothly into my weekend and enjoy every fucking minute of it.
-Barbarella
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