Ah...dahlings...i have finally started to thaw out from winter's chill and can remove my rollers and let my long, fabulous hair hang down. I removed my cha cha slide heels and can walk out onto the street and start to wreak havoc.
I have stumbled on a potential problem at work. Someone is trying to steal the spotlight from the cuchi. Someone is trying to upstage the latin muse! Someone younger, someone who pretends often that she's a friend, fan...someone who secretly goes into meetings with Mein Heir editrix when I dont know about it and suddenly emerges with projects or things that should be relayed to the singer of love songs on flamenco guitar first. We'll call this modern day EVE, Doris.
I'm not sure if I should move the mariachi band out of dodge or push Doris down a flight of stairs and she's trying to do to me.
Horoscopes indicate it's Charocuchicuchi's time to shine but ai-yay-yi, all roads are leading in different directions. What to do ?Latin thunderbolt's always win against ice. Or does none of this matter at all? Should I be focusing on things more important like...yellow rice and black beans? Does it REALLY matter?
thoughts? Let it go? What to do?
Cuchi needs to go to bed. Sweet dreams.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
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