I've had this totally strange feeling all afternoon.
I feel genuinely happy. Like, can't stop smiling-50% off shoe sale-gin & tonic on a hot day-happy.
Maybe it was breakfast? (Annie's, hash, 4 cups of coffee)
Maybe it's the fact that it's hard to feel down in a kicky red dress. And I'm getting my car back from Subaru tomorrow after 2 weeks.
Oh, and I remembered to take my drugs on time.
Yeah, that's probably it.
In case you were wondering...
- The Schooligan
- The death of the monocle signaled a sad passing of an age of elegance in men's single-lensed eyepieces. None of the newfangled devices for correcting the vision in only one eye can even compare.
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2 comments:
Well, kicky red dress = happiness.
Unless you wear strappy uncomfortable shoes with the kicky red dress... then it's a toss up.
Methinks a good part of it could have been the 4 cups of coffee. Yikes.
I either need to start borrowing your clothes or get you to take me shopping. You suck. (But in a really hip sort of way, so that's a good thing.)
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