sing along and it might just get you through.
i totally go through color phases with my clothes. it's been very black and white lately. sorta ipso facto, 
with louise brooks pearls thrown in for good measure.
plus i match the cats.i've also been on this total cape kick. my red plaid one is the best - it's like wearing a blanket (warmth, comfort) but pulling off that little red riding hood look as well.
heck, even buffy rocked that look.
i want one of these capes. maybe i'll make one for myself. how hilarious would that be?
someone i haven't talked to for about 16 years just e mailed me yesterday. how wacky is that? it's odd to think that someone from that long ago even remembers me, especially since we've had no contact in that entire time. it's also kinda scary because i don't so much want to know how much i have/haven't changed. i don't think i was a very nice person back then but i was 30lbs lighter, much more outgoing and confident, a bit too cocky and, well, 18 years old. who knows? maybe i'm the same and maybe that isn't such a bad thing. i'd like to think that more than my hips and boobs have grown since then. i bet he's reading this and laughing at me right now. you are, aren't you? i'm such a dork.
tomorrow is payday. i'm hoping i can make enough to pay a good portion of rent. and buy some groceries. i think i'm finally graduating up from soups for good. tuesday's dinner helped a lot (thank you, frank!) and i'm feeling almost not sick. yays! now if i could just make it down to portland....
heck, even buffy rocked that look.i want one of these capes. maybe i'll make one for myself. how hilarious would that be?
someone i haven't talked to for about 16 years just e mailed me yesterday. how wacky is that? it's odd to think that someone from that long ago even remembers me, especially since we've had no contact in that entire time. it's also kinda scary because i don't so much want to know how much i have/haven't changed. i don't think i was a very nice person back then but i was 30lbs lighter, much more outgoing and confident, a bit too cocky and, well, 18 years old. who knows? maybe i'm the same and maybe that isn't such a bad thing. i'd like to think that more than my hips and boobs have grown since then. i bet he's reading this and laughing at me right now. you are, aren't you? i'm such a dork.tomorrow is payday. i'm hoping i can make enough to pay a good portion of rent. and buy some groceries. i think i'm finally graduating up from soups for good. tuesday's dinner helped a lot (thank you, frank!) and i'm feeling almost not sick. yays! now if i could just make it down to portland....
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