5:00 AM Part Two
It went well! There were a few people in cars (one gave me a weird look) and one guy who got up early to fish (the duck pond had mist over it, and looked really cool- I want to get a photo of it at some point). When I got home, I made a bit of noise and my mum thought I was a burglar (she'd had a dream about being shot at by people working in McDonalds). But all was well. I had a shallow bath (so I don't feel guilty) and shaved my legs. I figure it's a way of sticking it to the man if I can't grow my hair. But I tell you- it clogs up your razer like godness knows what.
I'm going to my sister's in Sleaford now, and I'm coming back on Saturday morning. I probably won't post, if only because I don't really want my 8 year old nephew (or his emotionally lacking father) to find this journal.
Ta ra!
I'm going to my sister's in Sleaford now, and I'm coming back on Saturday morning. I probably won't post, if only because I don't really want my 8 year old nephew (or his emotionally lacking father) to find this journal.
Ta ra!