Sold my arse off tonight at work. Working my way to Londontown, dollar by dollar.
Think my knees have deflated.
5Knuckle sale today. We sold not one lousy shirt. Wow. Got a fre sandwhich out of the deal, however.
Ate too much today, must try better tomorrow.
Am starting to miss having a relationship... Am drawing a picture of my future that includes no one but me and a fabulous wardrobe and fortune. Hmm.
Alone again, naturally.
It's just the dieting; I need to have a rest. Surely this emotion will pass...
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