Some things I'm doing right now:
-Bleaching my hair (for the third time in two weeks -- this shit takes a while when you've had dyed dark hair for ages)
- making 'to-do' and 'to-pack' lists
- trying to think of what clothes to pack for our journey north-ward. Normally this wouldn't be much of a thought, but the thirsty part of me is thinking about my one-night-only pass to NYC to visit some friends. It's been a long time since I felt good wearing anything. I'd like to feel pretty awesome on that night, visiting a city I used to have a love affair with. One wants to look good on these occasions.
-thinking about going to bed, and how awesome it's going to feel when we someday get a bed we really love. Our current one is crap.
-wondering whether we should move to the country or the city.
-thinking about how fantastic the weather has been these past two days, and how lovely it's going to continue to be this weekend.
-thinking about sweaters and other things I like.
-browsing through pictures that illustrate the above thoughts.
xoxo.
-Bleaching my hair (for the third time in two weeks -- this shit takes a while when you've had dyed dark hair for ages)
- making 'to-do' and 'to-pack' lists
- trying to think of what clothes to pack for our journey north-ward. Normally this wouldn't be much of a thought, but the thirsty part of me is thinking about my one-night-only pass to NYC to visit some friends. It's been a long time since I felt good wearing anything. I'd like to feel pretty awesome on that night, visiting a city I used to have a love affair with. One wants to look good on these occasions.
-thinking about going to bed, and how awesome it's going to feel when we someday get a bed we really love. Our current one is crap.
-wondering whether we should move to the country or the city.
-thinking about how fantastic the weather has been these past two days, and how lovely it's going to continue to be this weekend.
-thinking about sweaters and other things I like.
-browsing through pictures that illustrate the above thoughts.
xoxo.
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