i got my period and i want to die. somebody gut me, please.
i was lying in bed finishing up my book, which was fine. it's so strange that poppy wrote in this hurricane that totally obliterated new orleans as a major player in a novel back in 1998 like she expected it to happen. i guess anybody who was raised in new orleans knew that those levees were a big problem.
anyway, once i was done, i got up to potty, looked in the mirror, and voila! my hair looked FABULOUS. so i took many, many pictures to document it. i haven't had many moments of astounding vanity in the recent past, so deal with it. wonder why the quality of the pictures i took on my phone are better than the ones from my very expensive webcam.
ow, my tummy.
i was lying in bed finishing up my book, which was fine. it's so strange that poppy wrote in this hurricane that totally obliterated new orleans as a major player in a novel back in 1998 like she expected it to happen. i guess anybody who was raised in new orleans knew that those levees were a big problem.
anyway, once i was done, i got up to potty, looked in the mirror, and voila! my hair looked FABULOUS. so i took many, many pictures to document it. i haven't had many moments of astounding vanity in the recent past, so deal with it. wonder why the quality of the pictures i took on my phone are better than the ones from my very expensive webcam.
ow, my tummy.
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My hair does that too--looks arbitrarily wonderful. And there's absolutely no relationship between how much time I spend on it and how wonderful it looks, either. What's that about?