I wonder if that's possible?
It's 30 degrees & it's past 10 pm.
Perhaps I should suck on some ice.
I'm writing in short sentences because that's all I can do right now.
Yes, that's right. It's Not Me.
This morning, I walked out of my apartment building & this person was walking in front of me.
I quickly & quietly took out my camera.
And took only one shot.
Luckily, I wasn't suffering from Hand Shake.
Not that I normally do.
I may not look like I'm sweating, but trust me I am.
Little rivulets of sweat are running down my back.
My toes squish together in plastic golden sandals from 'Target'.
Finally I had my hair cut.
It had been six months between hair cuts.
I just couldn't be bothered going to the hairdresser.
Of course I was informed that I was a mass of Split Ends.
In case you wondered, the masses of pearls & Toy Gold are not choking me.
Yes, it's the Colour Green.
I'm Green Without Envy.
Again, I'm not choking on the masses of this time Plastic Green Necklaces.
I had them painted green.
I always insist they give me three coats.
That way the polish lasts longer.
That's my Little Tip.
Here's me straight after I went for the Six Monthly Haircut.
The hairdresser got out the GHD Straightener.
I think that's what it's called.
I must must stop before I Spontaneously Combust.