mightbeconcussed: (Sunshine girl)
[Lucy pans the camera around her apartment. Everything is meticulously clean and organized if a bit sparse. She pulls the camera back around for an extreme close up of her face; one eye, part of her nose and the corner of her mouth. The camera zooms out a bit before she speaks]


Okay, so obviously I'm settling in. I've read the guide thingy--what a lie I called Hardison at like 3 in the morning and made him read it to me. HOWEVER so beside the point.

Yes, I have a point. In fact I often have a point. I am point-tastic. I just get side tracked sometimes. THAT is so not where I am going to day. I am on point, task, track. Whatever you want to call it. I am on it.

I need a job. Preferably nothing icky. You know the guy on Dirty Jobs? Yeah that's never going to be me. Anyone want a cute, peppy, blonde, former cheerleader with a possible slight OCD problem and a definite verbal vomit problem?

Edit Someone should start up a taxi service.

Because I'm totally going to end up breaking something on the walk home in four inch heels.

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