Mango Iolas

you want invites? 

I have invites.

get at me.  

I am working in the magenta cave that is my home office today. I was sent home when my boss saw my unsightly neck lumps. 

OH HEY, I have neck lumps. that’s new. lets talk about that for a second.

so, sunday night I began feeling a bit of odd swelling on the right side of my neck. by monday morning, I was full on disfigured. lymph nodes gone crazy. all signs point to sinus infection, killer headache and sniffles included. either way, I look and feel like crap. 

so here I am, at home, working away on a mock for a client, wondering why exactly I thought it was a good idea to paint my walls this color, sipping on grapefruit perrier, ignoring the insistent doberman throwing toys at my head, blasting blood for blood (SIDENOTE: how excited are all you denver kids for their upcoming show with wisdom in chains? SO STOKED.)

so that’s pretty much it. that’s all I’ve got to say for now. aren’t you proud of me for not making any references to that horrid song about lady lumps? YOU’RE WELCOME.

it was one of those nights. I woke up to find a llama farm website open on my computer, and an email thanking me for my interest. guys, I think I bought a llama?