I got a tattoo. Ok, I lied...it's henna. Someday it would be cool to get a real tattoo, but of what is clueless. Definitely NOT going down the Hanson symbol route *shudders*. That would be a dire mistake.
Lately I've been blurting out French and random times, meaing to say something in English. Like, "merci" and "oui" and "Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?". Okay, the last one isn't true but that is irrevelant.
Remind me to stop spending money; I got another pair of shoes, a turquoise shirt, a white lace tank, and a funky raspberry-colored sweater. But everything was on sale/very cheap. How would my shopping addiction fare without TJ Maxx and the occasional Old Navy?
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