i switched to moonkin form last night.
i might regret it.
but i was feeling whimsical.
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there is place right by my work.
this place is a restaurant located right on the embarcadero.
tiny, colorful place right near pier 23.
always filled with people, someone playing bad piano.
the smell is always of fried fish and beer.
i want to go there so bad.
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tonight is friday night!
yay!
means a good dinner, some whiskey.
maybe some dancing, though most likely just a trek to zeitgeist.
for some rebel yell.
looking forward to having nothing to do tomorrow.
except brunch with my mother. or mommy as i like to call her.
then rummaging for new clothes in my old clothes in the garage.
i haven't been shopping in so long.
like fun-girly shopping. maybe it's because i only hang out with boys.
badly dressed boys at that.
i need a shopping buddy. someone who can relish in the capitalist fashionista dream that i long to be on days when i realize that i have been wearing the same clothes for about 5 years. or days that i haven't done laundry in... well... weeks. more than weeks. like, i have been meaning to do it for weeks... but just weeks.
i am filthy.
filthy hot.
and rambling.
rambling hot.
i might regret it.
but i was feeling whimsical.
---------------------------------
there is place right by my work.
this place is a restaurant located right on the embarcadero.
tiny, colorful place right near pier 23.
always filled with people, someone playing bad piano.
the smell is always of fried fish and beer.
i want to go there so bad.
-------------------------------
tonight is friday night!
yay!
means a good dinner, some whiskey.
maybe some dancing, though most likely just a trek to zeitgeist.
for some rebel yell.
looking forward to having nothing to do tomorrow.
except brunch with my mother. or mommy as i like to call her.
then rummaging for new clothes in my old clothes in the garage.
i haven't been shopping in so long.
like fun-girly shopping. maybe it's because i only hang out with boys.
badly dressed boys at that.
i need a shopping buddy. someone who can relish in the capitalist fashionista dream that i long to be on days when i realize that i have been wearing the same clothes for about 5 years. or days that i haven't done laundry in... well... weeks. more than weeks. like, i have been meaning to do it for weeks... but just weeks.
i am filthy.
filthy hot.
and rambling.
rambling hot.
VIEW 8 of 8 COMMENTS
tippie:
Well, if I take into consideration what Meow says, then I guess there really isn't a whole lot to not understand
messyjessy:
I really enjoyed your comments in the Adoption group...