Right now I could use a sexy glass of red wine, the necklace Beyonce's murdering, some of that United Kingdom weave she wears oh so well, a couple of barely legal boy toys, the new Blackberry Bold, a pair of L.A.M.B. Norland booties and flawless gay man skin to make my days slaving at the "steal your soul factory" justifiable. . . . the trials of a 9-5.
Unemployed Lloyd holla if you hear me. . . http://unemployedlloyd.blogspot.com/
(This is what happens when I even glance at a celebrity infested blog. . .)