09.13.02 :: 9:31 am
And. A party Laurie is throwing for our twinness the very next night. My head's going to feel like a giant baby is banging on it with a rattle, but I'm suspecting it will be 100% worth it. There is yummy stuff just over the horizon. And last night, after margaritas and chips, I found the perfect skirt. Suede. Mini. Wide belt loops. Low-rider. Black. This gives me immense pleasure. I may bust it out on my special day. 9 days until I'm getting old. 41 days until I'm getting drunk elsewhere. 77 days until I'm gambling in Vegas. Somehow, always something crops up to look forward to. I appreciate this good luck. |