1/19/2007
My day at work.
4:59 comes around and I start sweating profusely.
"Can't look ahead to tomorrow just yet...must set focus on today."
My boss thinks I'm a deep person who waxes philosophic about past, present, and future.
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Here lies the heroic tale of a mild-mannered, 30-year-old, former econ nerd. To be honest, I'm just your normal, humble, every day, supermodel-like, girl next door. I'm a Chicago refugee who currently finds herself stirring up trouble in our nation's capital. So dear readers, it's my fourth locale since I started this blog, my fourth job since I got out of school, and my same ol' wonderful husband to share the experience with. Oh...and in case you haven't heard...I'm really the one who brought sexy back (but didn't have a receipt so now I have store credit).
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