February 2012
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Holy shit. Someone give me their ‘Draw Something’ username.
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I am so nervous. I want this job. This job is my job. Read the application, it screams Jess. Eeeeep. Shaky. Anxiety. Gotta get it.
Don’t like competition, but I have to show my skill, sell myself, and prove that I am one step ahead of the rest. SEND ME POSITIVITY.
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The other day, I was in Peter Alexander buying some pajamas as a Valentine’s Day gift. As I always do, I started a little chit chat with the shop assistant:
Me: I’m sure you’ve had a pretty busy day today, all the dudes buying pretty lingerie for their babes.
Shop Assistant: Yeah, it was crazy! And I was the only staff on for like 3 hours! I mean, why would you do that on...
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Anonymous asked: you're always hinting at your boyfriend and how in love you are with him. do you guys ever fight?? or are you pretty much smooth sailing?
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Ok, so. If you’re reading this, which you’re probably not, but just in case you are, I have a plan.
Here goes.
Leave work, meet me at the supermarket, we’ll buy things like garlic and onion and chilli and chicken and shallots. Then walk up to your place, and I’ll cook us some soup and make us healthy again. Then we’ll watch documentaries, and I’ll let you...
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