therapy

 I just got a friendly call letting me know that the job I interviewed for was offered to someone else.  Since it is only noon, I can't really reach for the bottle.  BUT, I am on the internet.

Nothing says "I-didn't-really-want-that-job-or-your-approval-anyways" like

   patent leather ankle-strap pumps. 

I feel better already.  I'll feel even better in 2 days when www.endless.com ships them to me for free.

That's it, I'm going to lunch.