an exhausting, yet gorgeous sunday.
i must come into some patience,
sooner rather than later is preferable.

went to a flea market today and picked up
a nifty framed photo of marilyn monroe.
now, i know that sounds cheesy -
but it's quite lovely and an uncommon photo at that.

im at work.
i have a very narrow time frame
in which to complete my errands.

pms hurts.

i would love some indian food right now.
which reminds me,
my bus driver was an incredibly attractive
indian man.
great sunglasses and nice calves to boot.

clothes are all tight.
bra can barely contain the action.

pms hurts.
yeah.
it fuckin' hurts.