I'm officially in L-O-V-E. he's perfect. adorable. white and round like a marshmallow.
my new iMac. i say "my" though technically he is company property.
but he sits on my desk and stares at me only, so he is mine.
summer afternoon
in the middle of the day, in the middle of my 3-day weekend, i am sitting in the blissfully air-conditioned lobby of my gym.
glancing every now and then over my shoulder at the house dance class in session in studio A. watching my sometimes friend sometimes foe A do her thing.
i miss dancing.
the dance teacher just waved a backwards peace sign at me.
i wonder if he knows he just gave me the brit equivalent of the middle finger.
what shall i do w/the rest of my weekend?
yesterday i let the call of the summer sales lure me in (more dangly earrings purchased), and tonight i may or not meet les girls for a "yukata party" at Gotham cafe. i am supposed to be saving for my plane ticket home, but i tend to cave in in the face of temptation. and now to brave the oppressive heat...
glancing every now and then over my shoulder at the house dance class in session in studio A. watching my sometimes friend sometimes foe A do her thing.
i miss dancing.
the dance teacher just waved a backwards peace sign at me.
i wonder if he knows he just gave me the brit equivalent of the middle finger.
what shall i do w/the rest of my weekend?
yesterday i let the call of the summer sales lure me in (more dangly earrings purchased), and tonight i may or not meet les girls for a "yukata party" at Gotham cafe. i am supposed to be saving for my plane ticket home, but i tend to cave in in the face of temptation. and now to brave the oppressive heat...
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