Well...I guess I shouldn't have taken a 5 hour nap in the middle of the day today, OR have a starbucks light (which I don't think they listened to when i requested that small detail) mint mocha chip frappachino...)
So now I'm caffienated, and i've already had about 5 hours of sleep...which adds up to no bueno when mark tried to put me to bed tonight...
Anyway- we spent a really great night together going to starbucks and checking out filene's basement for a while, where i saw the most attractive coach shoes I think I've ever seen in my life...the most amazing shoes period...
Coach signature C's in gold on a pair of peep toe pumps with a brown satin little bow right over the toe...The best part about it? They had the SAME DESIGN but in BALLET FLATS...I thought i was going to die...
and i found a pair that fit me perfectly - like the only pair left, and i can't help thinking that i should have bought them right when i saw them...and now i can't stop thinking about them...and again it probably doesn't help that i saw an amazing goldish-brown satin skirt that both pairs of shoes would have looked amazingly adorable with in the same store...
and then when i tried to go to sleep - i keep thinking about my plane to ireland and how i'm scared something is going to go wrong...i have no clue where this fear of flying came from - i think it's just me being paranoid, but now it's too much to overlook, and i can't stand not being able to sleep just thinking about it...
i kind of feel bad that my life is now about blogging about shoes...but i've also been up trying to figure out my life and i've downloaded the mac employee manual and i've been reading that because that's what i want my life to be...you know - it's that "you're up at 2AM in the morning, trying to plan out your life, when you really want to be sleeping..." it's just one of those nights, for real...
I know tomorrow i'm going to be exhausted, and it doesn't help that i have a peak event all day tomorrow...yea, i'm happy i get paid (those coach shoes aren't going to pay for themselves, if they're even there by the time i go back to get them...and actually they were so hot, the money i made whoring myself out in them would probably HAVE paid for them plus some...) but it's almost not enough...
and i also keep stressing over driving this stupid peak van fucking truck thing that's like so huge i don't even know what i'm going to do...deal with it i guess would be the correct answer...
mark is so sweet to me - he bought me a new bracelet today and just keeps talking about how he wants to buy everything for me including the coach shoes and wristlets and bags...he wants to spoil me, and i wish he wouldn't - it just makes me want everything more, especially since i can't buy any of it...and he can... : (
god dammit - i twould be so much easier if i could just go to sleep...
...i really fucking want those coach shoes...
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