And I Type With My Eyes Closed

Well yes..it's not exactly late. 9.27pm to be exact.

But with my head bobbing away, let's just hope I don't mistake the eyeliner for lipstick.

But really, who the hell has an interview at 1130P forkin' M.

I'm all set for my tattered Pjs, how can you do this to me?


As the protaganist stares woefully at the crumpled corporate wear...she moves with a heavy heart.

" Iron I must, for it is time. "