She was an American Girl
Back at good old Avon. Ahh, the familiar mall sights and sounds. Children screaming their heads off, mothers screaming their heads off, teenage girls in ghetto uniform screaming their heads off. What an exciting day. "Do you all carry Topaz?" "No, I'm sorry ma'am, Avon stopped producing that fragrance in 1956." What's with old ladies loving Avon so much? Maybe because it's cheap and kind of crappy. Old ladies love that stuff.
I keep forgetting to bring a book with me to work, hence the two updates in two days. Tomorrow I get to spend sixteen hours in the Lewinski/Schartel household surrounded by autistic boys (one of which recently developed an obsession with breasts...I will be sure to bring my hooded sweatshirt).
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