lucy

It's twenty after eight in the morning, and I really do not want to go into work today. I want to sit at home wrapped up comfortably in blankets and play Playboy: The Mansion some more and sip vanilla tea.

I lost my lip ring yesterday. I bought a new one, only to lose the ball for it sometime in my sleep. I've checked everywhere...it's gone. This is vexing. I hate losing things.

Yesterday I fell on some marble stairs at work. I hit my knee, but for some reason it's my thigh that's bruised, and bruised it is. There is a mottled spot of blue and purple the size of a volleyball on the left side of my left thigh. I think it's kind of pretty. I like the color of bruises. They look like art to me.

I borrowed photos from JSchaefer's journal so I could bring you the SGCanadaEast Halloween karaoke.



And that wasn't even the half of it...

Also, I triple posted this journal. Go me.

xoxo
love lucy