The Bitch is still on feel-good mode.
No-work Friday, chilly afternoon, Sex and the City reruns, Ronco del Gnemiz chardonnay.
My solitude. My writing.
Puuurrrrr-fect!
It’s a rare moment for me to be unperturbed and undisturbed.
Welcome, girl uninterrupted.
While the world out there remains a veritable playground of chaos, I welcome the comfortable recluse of my vanilla-smelling apartment, my chocolate brown couch and the sight of Carrie and Big.
How can I possibly go on a ranting rampage?
Sorry to disappoint, Arlene…
But it’s a wonderful day on the bitchfront.
On my mental playlist: Walking on Sunshine