i feel like there’s a lot i want to say, but my head is threatening to collapse in upon itself so the thoughts, which are struggling to escape before the implosion, aren’t in a very orderly state. i think this calls for a list.
– everything i’m wearing today is stretchy. even my shoes. it’s really awesome, but mostly because nothing’s baggy. i nearly stripped down in the middle of the day yesterday just because i couldn’t bear the thought of wearing those baggy clothes for just one minute more.
– despite the baggy clothes that were driving me nuts, a co-worker i haven’t seen in a while looked me up and down appraisingly and said “you’re looking good. doing anything different?” i was so stunned i answered “not a thing,” to which he replied “well, keep doing it!”
– i don’t want to be specific about the very cool and creative thing i did the other day because it would spoil someone’s birthday surprise, but let me tell you: i’m so fucking good it’s scary. just trust me on this.
– recently, i’ve been obsessed with my adorable toes. no, really. they’re so cute you’d be hard-pressed not to want to just gobble them up like little cocktail weenies.
– if i could, i would eat nothing but microwave popcorn. all. day. long.
– off the top of my head, here’s a list (a list within a list!) of the movies i want to see this summer: harry potter 3, troy, the day after tomorrow, mean girls, chronicles of riddick, sky captain and the world of tomorrow, shrek 2, the village, i robot, the stepford wives, 13 going on 30, fahrenheit 9/11, before sunset, king arthur, and the bourne supremacy.
– it’s a good thing i really like popcorn.
– i think there’s a rock stuck in the tread of my front tire. i can hear it “click” on the pavement with each revolution of the tire. the faster i drive, the faster it clicks. the slower i drive, the slower it clicks. it’s really starting to annoy me. you’d think i would try to remove the offending pebble, wouldn’t you? you’d be wrong. i’m going to turn up the radio. yeah. take that, noisy pebble!
– i’m not wearing socks. my naked ankles keep flashing the world from out the bottom of my pants. the sensation of air on them serves only to remind me of just how naked my ankles are. i should go sockless more often. it makes me feel very saucy.
lets go see 13 going on 30!! I’m in such a mood for a girly movie.
sure! although, i think it should be a double-header with mean girls, personally.
You go with your bad ass, saucy ankled, popcorn eating self. Since your ankles make you feel saucy and your toes are cute as cocktail weenies, I see a new pair of sexy sandals in your future.
I think you’ll like Mean Girls :)
i’m cracking up at the thought of that little pebble in your tire. I totally understand!
Do someone whom you’ve never met a favor and have that “pebble” checked, seriously. People care.