An update on my face situation since my chemical peel on Friday. The new skin is emerging, smooth as a baby’s ass. While I’m at work, I wear a mask because I don’t want people to feel uncomfortable around me nor do I want a dozen people asking me what happened to my face.
One of my supes stopped by to tell me that he was leaving. I’m NGL but my heart sank a little, he was good at protecting us and being the buffer from his higher ups. We talked for a good thirty minutes and he handed me a taro boba. I’m not a fan of boba but I love taro…so today, I drank boba. I think the last time I had boba was a couple of years ago. I’m gonna miss his weird goofy laugh whenever he would try to deflect our questions and how he supported us.
I’ve got my Amazon cart ready for prime day and I’m going to have to heavily edit what I have in my basket. I mean why the fuck do I have 42 items ready for check out? And most of it is K-beauty products. Immediately no.
I had to translate what skibidi toilet Ohio rizz meant to my coworker. She looked at me as if I had another head growing out of my neck. Speaking of Ohio, five star is still on the waitlist for a suite (Taylor Swift’s final eras concert). I hope she fucking gets it…even though it’s Ohio.
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