Peace oot.

24 degrees is the forecast.

I might even need sun screen.

California dreamin' is coming to an end.

I'll be there soon enough.

Bus, train, feet.

Air isn't on the menu?

Looking over my bank statements, I think I'm going to take up anorexia. I spend all of my money on food.
Think about it. If I stop eating I'll be able to afford all the clothes I want and I'll be able to fit into them too!
Fool proof, right?

Pearls and Bow Ties

My friend had a themed New Year's party. She couldn't quite pick a decade, so she just called it "vintage." By the countdown we had gathered 8 people. Not all of them stayed for long, but they all looked dashing. Suspenders, bow ties, ribbons and pearls were out in full force. I'm itching to get the film processed. My New Year's kiss wasn't with the boy I wanted it to be. The boy I kissed wanted to be kissing another boy, too. Instead of whining, we took a dip in the hot tub, which was actually rather cold. We huddled for warmth and gazed at the stars, then decided that a cold hot tub was no fun at all. We reminisced of 2010, and drifted off to sleep.