Who the hell is Brad and why is he in the corner of my LJ?
Also, SIN CITY. <3
9:10 tonight. *bouncebouncebouncebounce*
John and I are going to have to kill some time between 7:30 and that showtime and I would absolutely take advantage of him if I were that sort of person. Cause damn do I need such things more than ever this week.
And quite possibly next week. And the one after that. And yeah, friends should torture me this way more often. *glares*
*squirms*
Damnit. Girls have needs, world. Get on that. Right now.
I decided to go with a pink button up shirt, jeans and dramatic eye makeup tonight. I'm currently waiting for the clothes to dry.
This bathrobe is so comfy. There should be one day per week where everyone can wear pjs and boxers and flannel and comfattire and slippers and bathrobes and it wouldn't be frowned upon.
And another day of the week where everyone dresses up. In suits and gowns and gloves and fans and hats and canes. And at a certain point we'll all dance because how can you resist in such clothing? Shiny pieces of wrapping paper floating around a room. It could be called Kaylee Day.
And yet another called Pipe and Pope hat day! Where everyone wears a Pope hat and smokes a pipe (I'd just pretend and blow bubbles). Twould be a jolly good day and you know it. Plus, alliteration! <3
I have no obligations today. Laundry will be done soon, room will be tidy and I will be prettified and I'll have the entire day to merely be. I'm going to enjoy an aimless walk with Bob Dylan and Arcade Fire and Postal Service. And maybe find a destination in Barnes and Noble, if the mood so strikes me. I can wander until 7:30, when I meet John at Target. The world is mine. ^_^
George the Spanish Dinosaur says "Growr. Adios."