Tarnation, I do declare! This is the day the Lord hath designated for the loving of the Carrie. And lo, it was good. Amen. I could not say enough good things about today's manager. And she says good things about me. For instance, "Let me hug you because you're wondermous." My primary co-worker had phat love, and even random crustomers were down with tha love givin'. One lady said, "You must have been hired for your fabulous personality", while a guy visiting from London told me, among many other kind things, I was "spiritual" and "inspirational". OMG. So you KNOW I hugged him and sent him off with a free cookie. Let's see...I got a message from my mother saying nothing but love, and an email from Maddy that I'll just have to show you a little of:
"you rock, and though it will truly take YOU to tell yourself this, i'm going to say it again.
you make 29 look fucking HOT. everyone says so. you look goooood. shit, you make 21 look fucking hot. and talented. and beautiful. and kind. and gentle. and damn intelligent.
bitch please. you da shit."
NUMBER ONE, ALL TIME, BEST EMAIL EVER RECEIVED!!! Yesterday I BARELY could keep from walking off the job. Today was, by contrast, utopian. And it isn't over. That's what's so fuckin' rad! Is this mania folks? Does life shift that much, or is this strictly about moods? Anyone?...