I’m fine. No, miserable, No, ok. No, really sad.

Yesterday, I attempted the cute-shoes-to-cheer-me-up move again. The shoes in question? Cork wedges with pink and purple polka dot uppers. Very cute.

Sadly, these only cheered me up marginally. Today, I’m working from home, so I’m going barefoot, which should cheer me up in a different way.

Mr. Wonderful and I are now officially On A Break. The general reaction to that seems to be “Don’t fuck the copy girl,” as my generation seems to automatically equate On A Break with Ross and Rachel from Friends. I have no concerns about fucking the copy girl. I’m just trying to figure out what’s what.

As I attempt to be a Klassy Lady, I won’t air our dirty laundry here. Suffice to say that my heart is alternatively feeling positive and optimistic and breaking into a million painful pieces.

So help a girl out and give me something to write about. Pose a question or give me a topic. I need to do something besides sit on the couch and moan, and blogging might as well be it.

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