Another Fantastic Week to be Marginally Employed

Why, you ask?
Let me count the ways...
I started the week awakened by the sounds of a mariachi band outside the window, totally random and amazing.

Then I went outside in a t-shirt without fear of getting frostbite that could later lead to gangrene or other unsightly condition. I got a coffee at the corner, listened to the music and then went about my day.

I sort of looked like that, sort of.

Then I did some other stuff.

I wrote some pointless stuff that no one will read, I thought about writing stuff that people would read, and I generally tried to channel positivity, or at least think about channeling some positive shit.

Then in the middle of the week, I went to a lovely charity event.
Where mostly naked girls wrestled each other in a ring of water-based lube.

There was a pretty substantial crowd so I did not see much, but I imagine it was as challenging as carrying a giant corn up an escalator. 

Then this morning I got an email from my dad with more evidence that I will soon grace of the cover of VOGUE.  You can't be a fashion icon your whole life without that being an eventuality. 

I hope no one is too jealous of my matching top and shorts comic strip ensemble.