pip pap
i'm tired and i don't want to post this but it's the Last Day of February (already!!) and it's an obligation. i'm in long branch new jersey, it's cold and rainy and i'm kind of sick. i'm running again (yay) but i'm not eating well enough and (still) drinking (too) much.
it's bittersweet to be back on the road after a week off -- i really do like my job, i'm with a presenter who i adore, and it's an awesomely easy week with a lead in to going to new orleans on friday for the weekend. eeeek. but home is home is home.
listening to a lot of jay-z lately, why is he so good?
recently painted my nails for the first time in forever and i kind of like it.
i'm wearing bright pink and it's strangely okay.
i want it to be summertime and i want to lay in the sun, sprawl in the grass, tank tops and sunglasses and ripe peaches and morning champagne and i want all the lola/paige/tasha/jacqui kisses.
i'm never ever going to grow up, ok?