DAMAGED

Here I spend the last few minutes of work laboring over the google search:
Charlize Theron: long layers "brown hair."

Yes, people. It is haircut time. I believe I'm going a few shades darker in color...we shall see.

My boyfriend = awesome. I cannot say this enough.

Schmoozed with fellow Goddess, Allison this afternoon. I returned the Mocha Frappe (more like Mocha CRAP) this afternoon that the scooter people had the nerve to give me. I actually don't remember the name of the cafe...which says something about the product. I believe I am just bred to love Starbuck's...and I was punished for my infidelity to the Empire.

Lunched with Madre this afternoon...those people in the clinic have some major staffing issues, and it is greatly affecting the work environment/stress level, etc.

It has yet to sink in that tomorrow is my last day here. Exit interview today. UNeventful.

SMOOTHIE = UNACCEPTABLE BEVERAGE FOR MEETINGS?

Allison tidbit: "They have a CRAFT CIRCLE." *insert ramblings from scooter chick*

The GREAT PURGE continues tonight, and it is with much enthusiasm that I will throw more crap out of my life into the BIN of the past that lingers...not much unlike the not-so-pleasant aroma of the office baño.

Recognize.

I need to organize el photographs de Andrea. I need to find a solid week that I can sit down and go through everything, categorizing...the pre-op for scrapbooking. Yes, I said scrapbooking.

Outs.