Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Wild Country

ANOTHER POST FROM THE MIDST OF STUDY MAYHEM (I could kill to be in wild country):  



My nails are Diabolic. Chanel. And non-chewed. I have no idea how my nails are non-chewed. 

I think it may have something to do with the 2am bed time I am currently embracing.


The reason I smoked my first cigarette:
I had a dream that there was a fire in my mouth. And it was magical. 
I woke to the morning sun streaming through my window and the smell of a blonde bombshell's ciggy wafting up my nose. 


 

And I had to have one. 


Bright morning sun shining. Warm breeze blowing. Undies and American Apparel tee . No shoes. Deck. Tea and cig. And some Black Keys. 

Make my dreams come true.


The weather is cheering up. Soon we'll finally be at the clothes-are-optional point. 


Eff. ing. Fin. ally.



Cheerful weather. I missed you dearly.
I like it when you make clothes optional. 
I also like it when you dust off the cobwebs of winter and remind us of just how fun our days can be. 
 










 Yes is such a good word. 
 
Peace. 
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