The Morning Rei
I am listening to Frou Frou (means something like "swish" in French) and it's really soothing in a nice way. The same way that Queen makes me happy. It's the kind of thing you listen to around the house while you're doing something, just to make you smile.
Or in the car. I'm feeling a shadow of that childlike joy from yesterday again.
Yeah, today I'm much improved. Catharsis is good for you, I suppose.
"I've got a good mind to throw it all away." The lead singer looks a little like Jennifer Garner. My favorite is still Must Be Dreaming, but I heard that one first so I'm biased. But I really like Maddening Shroud too.
I need to shave my legs. Not wearing shorts, sometimes it takes a couple days before the prickles and fuzz bother me.
I don't think I'll go sing today. Just . . . not.
I'm still in denial, I guess. There's something like 13/14 days of high school left - but I never go to high school so it doesn't really apply to me. I think my last final exam at CBC is the 13th. That's my audition for Acting for the Camera, which will be a little intimidating.
I am a kiss addict. It's like Lay's potato chips. Betcha just can't have one.
You'd win that bet. Every "one kiss" turns into about three or four, or ten, or fifty.
And then my poor SO is completely flustered with me. Just as long as I don't try and do it while driving. (EsOh)
I like the feeling of air on my bare shoulders. It's a sort of decadence.
He keeps playing with poker chips - clink clink clink in his hand. It's all comfortable.
I'll get my revenge for what he did earlier that I'm not going to post online-you know what it was, you fiend-by spraying my decadent addictive yummy erotic perfume that always makes people hungry in the car where he can smell it right on my neck . . .
Serves you right.
Besides I like it.
Or in the car. I'm feeling a shadow of that childlike joy from yesterday again.
Yeah, today I'm much improved. Catharsis is good for you, I suppose.
"I've got a good mind to throw it all away." The lead singer looks a little like Jennifer Garner. My favorite is still Must Be Dreaming, but I heard that one first so I'm biased. But I really like Maddening Shroud too.
I need to shave my legs. Not wearing shorts, sometimes it takes a couple days before the prickles and fuzz bother me.
I don't think I'll go sing today. Just . . . not.
I'm still in denial, I guess. There's something like 13/14 days of high school left - but I never go to high school so it doesn't really apply to me. I think my last final exam at CBC is the 13th. That's my audition for Acting for the Camera, which will be a little intimidating.
I am a kiss addict. It's like Lay's potato chips. Betcha just can't have one.
You'd win that bet. Every "one kiss" turns into about three or four, or ten, or fifty.
And then my poor SO is completely flustered with me. Just as long as I don't try and do it while driving. (EsOh)
I like the feeling of air on my bare shoulders. It's a sort of decadence.
He keeps playing with poker chips - clink clink clink in his hand. It's all comfortable.
I'll get my revenge for what he did earlier that I'm not going to post online-you know what it was, you fiend-by spraying my decadent addictive yummy erotic perfume that always makes people hungry in the car where he can smell it right on my neck . . .
Serves you right.
Besides I like it.