I'm tired, I'm too tired, I'm like dead tired that if I didn't have my eyes glued to the computer screen then I may just pass out. Okay, no I am not that tired but it sure feels like it.
I feel like a lot of things: tired, wanting to play with sparklers, reading tons, subscribing to a hundred magazines, sleeping, wearing randon things from my closest in order to create a new look, play in snow while wearing a cute scarf, eat cake (let them eat cake!), talking to Anthony, and that may sum up my ambitions for the next day. Too bad IT WON'T SNOW TOMORROW.
Sleep is good,
Carly
I feel like a lot of things: tired, wanting to play with sparklers, reading tons, subscribing to a hundred magazines, sleeping, wearing randon things from my closest in order to create a new look, play in snow while wearing a cute scarf, eat cake (let them eat cake!), talking to Anthony, and that may sum up my ambitions for the next day. Too bad IT WON'T SNOW TOMORROW.
Sleep is good,
Carly
edit* The polar bear is sleeping and in snow, never in my life have I been so envious.
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