5 minutes into the future
Five minutes into the past I was a naked, if clean, wreck, worrying about this 'meet n greet' of H7G staff past and present, taking place in about, oh, 10 minutes. I'm now dressed, Lorazepam'd up, and almost ready to commit to facing (not just facebooking) the past. I'm probably worried about nothing. Just another Sunday, July 4, the day after the third and the day before the fifth (which I have off).
A bit of grass would have helped but foolish me thought I could get along without it. The Ativan generic will have to suffice in calming my nerves. At least my hands are soft from the LUSH hand treatment I gave my all on not 30 minutes ago. My face is the proverbial baby bottom smoothe, my hair conditioned, socks - stripedy, my jeans... tight, tucked, and ready to go. Lets see who shows up, who recognizes me, and who gives a damn.
OMG - Shoes!
A bit of grass would have helped but foolish me thought I could get along without it. The Ativan generic will have to suffice in calming my nerves. At least my hands are soft from the LUSH hand treatment I gave my all on not 30 minutes ago. My face is the proverbial baby bottom smoothe, my hair conditioned, socks - stripedy, my jeans... tight, tucked, and ready to go. Lets see who shows up, who recognizes me, and who gives a damn.
OMG - Shoes!