here's an outtake from tomorrow's actually nevermind project. sometimes i forget about the words and end up having to take pictures at home. it's a huge shame, mostly because they end up being self-portraits, randall, or random trinkets from my house. it's particularly annoying this time, because yesterday i had a really good photo at my feet, but i forgot about the words. i always forget about the words.
in other news man things seem busytown.
we all know how i feel about washing my hair. so when i woke up this morning and didn't have time, i decided to twist it up and put a stick in it. granted it's a fancy stick, but it's really nothing but a stick. so imagine my surprise when several people complemented me on it this morning. what is wrong with all of you, it's dirty hair tied back with a stick!
ps. to do this pull your hair to a low ponytail, twist it around, and pull it upwards and tuck it in. shove a stick in it and ta-da! you too can fool everyone.
pps. today anneh and i split a shake at lunch, we asked them to pour into two cups and when they gave them to us, they were each nearly full shakes. bonus!
i think my body is immune to the tussin. i woke myself up in the middle of the night coughing up a lung. randall annexed himself to the living room, and i coughed myself back to sleep. so tonight i'm uppin' the dose.
so here's one for your health.
remember the damn clarisonic cult i joined a while back? well i've officially drank the kool-aid. i love that damn thing. in fact, i love it so much i went out and decided i had to have the soniccare toothbrush so that my teeth could feel as squeaky clean as my face.
i'm pretty sure this is pathetic sounding, and i'm positive that you're all laughing at me. but when my teeth *bling* when i smile, who will be laughing then?