Jun 08, 2009 00:36
I'm tired of being tired. I feel like putting on a red dress, my high heels, and strutting around a bar. I want to wear eyeliner and fire-engine red lipstick and toss my hair around. Instead I am sitting at home in a night gown with my hair braided, watching movies because I don't have the energy to do anything else.
Mono, I hate you.
Also, I wish I had a "long-legged guitar pickin' man." But, preferably, not one that is an addict like Mr. Cash.