Shaking my martini, my lemonade and everything else because I can't hold them steady. Currently - A slightly disgruntled immigration paralegal, who is trying to find the humor in my job these days. I find that I miss retail more than I should, which is pure insanity.
I have yet to find things to fill my free time, but am getting there. They say it's the journey and not the destination, but Jesus Christ, I could get there any fucking time now.
Come go with me, will you?
