Feb 26, 2007 12:57
So, you know, February is traditionally time when Christchurch remembers it's supposed to have that summer thing. My head is pounding, I have magical hospital wristbands to here and back. I don't even know what that means. I remember what I was going to say! I have decided to spend the entire day wearing a miniskirt and a bra. I am still too warm, but I don't want to scar JW for life. The flatmates haven't noticed yet; I don't think either of them have crawled out of their rooms.
*dies of summer*
Also: stripey green and purple bra of fun! It has sparkles and everything. I am awesome. *does awesome groove*
Awesome groove makes me dizzy, yo. *dies of head trauma in summer*
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