...and when I say all I really mean ALL!
Apparently our infamous blog was center of attention (just as we always are) throughout the duration of a certain sorority's chapter tonight. I'm so glad our ideas about the world and ourselves are being shown to the onlookers and wannabes that infiltrate our lives.
Bravo, Madame Dragonfly.
On to much more important news!
I've got two different pitches to deliver to two different men tomorrow. Both are considered very high in the business and I am making it a point to carefully, yet
charismatically cast my cleverly conceived concept to them and hope for the best.
What is to worry though when you ARE the best?
The CEO of the Executive Board (the same one in which I am named PR Director) wants to meet up for dinner tomorrow night. It's difficult because I want to fulfill my duties, but as for tomorrow my duty is my draft! I have a major essay due on Thursday that I will be finalizing tomorrow night. Having the foresight of it becoming a major publication that will be sold worldwide one day, I am really trying to make it as fabulous as possible. It's a shame my writers are off on vacation in the mountains this week otherwise, I'd have them take care of it.
Speaking of vacation? Should it surprise you that I am jet-setting it to Africa this month? Ewwww, Africa! AIDs! No, no, no. Not to worry. I will be vacationing in Tunisia. For all of those poor souls with poor skills in Geography, Tunisia is located in North Africa off the coast of the Mediterranean Sea. I hope to enjoy the luxuries of my usual first class travel, literally. The plane ride will be a long one, but I will have a glorious five star hotel to look forward to after the long journey. Mom has already scheduled a full body massage for me upon arrival. It will be a nice escape from the madness of midterms.
Tonight I brainstormed ideas with two of my production team members. Classic. We posted up at our customary coffee joint and spoke of crazed short film storylines over free popcorn and cookies. Low class much? Perhaps, but when it is hand delivered to your table from the Gamer's Alliance it's okay. They were so tragic it was almost precious that they were seeking my approval.
Alright well enough is enough. This paper can't write itself (even though in most cases that is how it goes down) so I must complete this before I head to bed.
Sleep well all and remember...
The Queen IS The Queen.
I have eyes and ears from all over that are watching you.
Some people prefer friends and followers of quality over quantity and I am just fortunate enough to have the best of both worlds. Watch your back bitch(es).
Forever and Always,
The Queen
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