stream of uncaffeinated semi-consciousness...
It's 9am. I'm not typically out of bed at this hour (don't hate me because I'm unemployed...) but Jeff is traveling for work again & I just dropped him off at the airport. He's off to Jacksonville & I've got two and a half days of bubblebaths, facials, & the Backstreet Boys as loud as I want.
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But seriously... I stopped off at 7-11 to pick up a couple of cokes. I was a little concerned about my pajama bottoms, bralessness, and the state of my hair. The first guy I see has got a head full of hair like Beaker from the Muppet Show and I am comforted.
...when did GQ become 1/4 magazine and 3/4 Rodeo Drive catalog...
I'm not coherent enough to discuss the cat's daily 5am antics. Maybe next post.
Now, do I drink the coke & soak in some morning TV or go back to bed...
...
But seriously... I stopped off at 7-11 to pick up a couple of cokes. I was a little concerned about my pajama bottoms, bralessness, and the state of my hair. The first guy I see has got a head full of hair like Beaker from the Muppet Show and I am comforted.
...when did GQ become 1/4 magazine and 3/4 Rodeo Drive catalog...
I'm not coherent enough to discuss the cat's daily 5am antics. Maybe next post.
Now, do I drink the coke & soak in some morning TV or go back to bed...