Pretty Pretty Princess Picnic
Quite possibly the longest day ever, today started out incredible. I had my Starbucks Venti Quad Vanilla Soy Toffee Nut Latte in hand, a little Pete Yorn playing at a volume that could blow a speaker in the car, and the breeze in my hair while driving to work. Arriving at work, I make a list (my favorite) of things to do for the day, being that I have been the boss basically all week, and began, with Tori en tow. My four shots of espresso were keeping me alive, keeping my heart rate up, and my hands jittery, just the way I like it. I actually had someone ask me "what I was on", that's how light speed I was going this morning. (P.S. - It was 8am.) I told them a Quad. Then I mouthed off fourteen other things, which were a blur, because I was talking so damn fast. I will probably be drug tested on Monday for it.
Then, then painter shows up. We fired our painter. The other painter wasn't supposed to show up until Monday. But he was insisting that he had a list of things to "paint". To make a long story short, I tore down a 30 plus foot wall, only to have to refixture/remerchandise everything. Then, I had to do it again to another wall. Then again to the first wall I did. I needed a shower already, by 9:30am. Even with all of the energy I had and the desperate need to get it all out, I was not happy. Three hours of stress, constant phone calls, "Ali, I need you" 's, and everything else, I was super super stressed. I just wanted to go home and drink some warm soy milk and lay down.
My excessive energy (which lasted from 7:30am until 4:00pm), resulted in the best day ever, dancing on fifteen foot ledges, doing a karaoke of "All The Above" in the middle of Macy's, with customers wondering what drug I was taking, and how they can get their hands on it. Enjoying every single minute of it, I ended up in a laughing fit by 4:30pm, purely because I had lost my mind. I still, by the way, never got it back.
I opted for another Quad at 11:00pm, which is why you are receiving a blog at 4am. You're welcome. I now know to never drink a Quad again past 6pm. A girl's gotta sleep. Or does she? Just when I thought I was getting tired, I am finally home, completely wired like an illegal hot box from the "bad side" of Brooklyn, and ready to go right back to the party that I just came from. By the way, I totally enjoy sitting back and people watching the drunk kids. I have all the blackmail I'll ever need in my entire lifetime.
It didn't take me long to realize today that I seriously love my life. Although I experience the ups and downs as you other human beings do, I am so fortunate and blessed to be able to live the life that I do and be exactly who I am. I love individuality and uniqueness. I love the individuality and uniqueness that I possess. And I love that I have the opportunity every single day to express it. So get out there and be you, kids. Be the kid you were born to be. Be exactly who you've always wanted to be. Be the person that other people look at and wish they had the guts to be.
And on another note, I finally received my Prim Suspect business cards today. I an so OFFICIAL. I'm in love with them and will proudly pass them out to all artists, near and far.
I'd be lying if I said I was off to bed. I think I'm going to go write something. I'm definitely in the mood for some writing/art.
Current Listen: Teardrops - Diamond Cut
