oh, sometimes I want to move to CA. like today. rain rain rain rain rain. But then I'm reminded it's snowing somewhere else and I feel slightly better.
I almost bought some of those lime lucite rings the other night! I held back though, partly because I was already spending $40 on stuff I didn't need and partly because I really couldn't think of what in the world I would do with them, except spin them around my fingers and stare at them.
yeah. They're not quite big enough to be napkin rings, I've discovered. Good thing, then, that I didn't also buy the mauve ones and the yellow ones and the blue ones... okay, just kidding, they didn't have rings in all those shapes, but I was tempted to buy more lucite.
I was tempted to say you should call me when you're signing up for jewelry classes but I'm afraid of what will happen if I attend.
Afraid of what would happen? Afraid of having the best time ever in your life? Afraid of creating beautiful earrings and necklaces and stitch-markers, that are the envy of all your (non-jewelry making) friends?
Jam Up Jelly TightkissyourelbowMarch 16 2007, 19:38:32 UTC
I don't drive. I somehow think this makes me very close to being a bicyclist. It doesn't.
I rarely get on one and when I do I enjoy it, everything except the cars. They scare me. I once gave away a great bike helmet to a friend because I knew she would use it more than I do and she did. But I'm envious of bicyclists, especially when I'm waiting for the bus.
It's like yoga. I somehow think that in the future I will be a bicycling yogi, that it is undeniably in my future and yet...
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I was tempted to say you should call me when you're signing up for jewelry classes but I'm afraid of what will happen if I attend.
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I rarely get on one and when I do I enjoy it, everything except the cars. They scare me. I once gave away a great bike helmet to a friend because I knew she would use it more than I do and she did. But I'm envious of bicyclists, especially when I'm waiting for the bus.
It's like yoga. I somehow think that in the future I will be a bicycling yogi, that it is undeniably in my future and yet...
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