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November 14, 2006



The other day at work someone tried to backtrack about pegging me for a 35 year old by saying that I "know my stuff so well" that they just assumed I had been working in the industry for always.

You know what that really means? I need to start fucking wearing make-up to work goddammit.

Vaguely Urban

Did you say, "Ricky, where's your FLAIR? A woman of my years likes to see a little FLAIR on her Boy Friday."


DAMNIT....I had an awesome Office Space-inspired comment all thought up in my head and V.U. had to up and go there.

But I'll get over it. I always do.

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