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Sell out with me tonight.
Due to a string of stunning coincidences, I ended up walking into work this morning with a Starbucks coffee of a more-than-five-word name* in one hand and my dry cleaning in the other.**
Yes. I picked up my dry cleaning on the way to work. I am a person who now has dry cleaning and walks with it industriously down busy downtown streets, slurping her fancy latte as she goes.
Today, I am a hilarious New York chick-lit stereotype. :D
*Insomnia! Slept a little late! Had to pick something up on the way in!
**I am reporting in the House twice this week and reporting a committee the day after those! My jacket smelled! It's dry clean only, and if I bring it here and leave it here, that's one less thing to worry about in the morning tomorrow!
Yes. I picked up my dry cleaning on the way to work. I am a person who now has dry cleaning and walks with it industriously down busy downtown streets, slurping her fancy latte as she goes.
Today, I am a hilarious New York chick-lit stereotype. :D
*Insomnia! Slept a little late! Had to pick something up on the way in!
**I am reporting in the House twice this week and reporting a committee the day after those! My jacket smelled! It's dry clean only, and if I bring it here and leave it here, that's one less thing to worry about in the morning tomorrow!
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I am perhaps a touch disengaged from the whole chick-lit culture thing.
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I didn't watch SATC, either, but still managed to pick up on some of it's jargon through friends...
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