  today was kind of a disappointing day. one of those days where i felt aggravated the whole day thru. nothing sat right with me. it actually started as a decent day, and slowly digressed. it's strange, normally i can anticipate these days. call it intuition or insight or just a gut feeling, but i do. i was completely blindsided by this day. here's the problem. i am really bad at taking criticism. like, really bad. i think criticism is healthy, necessary, and productive. it's just hard for me to stomach. i have to let it sink in, process it, and try to understand it.
this takes me a while, sometimes months. i really take it to heart. like i said before, i am sensitive like that. on a lighter note, i'm sitting here staring at the 'it's only kinky the first time' sticker on my mirror and was reminded of a message left on our call notes at work today, by a black man with a deep voice: "hey rachel, it's lorenzo. i'm calling to tell you that you left some lingerie in my truck and i'm just trying to return it to you. please give me a call. " 
