No, I do not love horses. Yes, I am single. But chances are if you love horses, I won't love you.
Thursday, 16 February 2012
Wednesday, 15 February 2012
Mental
Man up. Ask me for my number. You can do it. It is post Valentine's Day, so now it wouldn't be lame.
Friday, 10 February 2012
Thursday, 9 February 2012
Dresses
I've been watching a lot of New Girl. It's hilarious. Schmidt makes the show! I loved his rant on wet towels, and Nick's wondering at who washes towels? Or showers? Hilarity!
In my watching of this show, I've learned two things. One, that damp towels are upsetting. Two, that wearing dresses and or skirts every day is cool.
In my watching of this show, I've learned two things. One, that damp towels are upsetting. Two, that wearing dresses and or skirts every day is cool.
Jess gives me hope that I can wear a dress or skirt every day without seeming too dressed up.
Now comes my dilemma: I picked out 2 dresses from Modcloth. They are both adorable. Easy to remix. And fun. Super fun. But, I can only get one. And then return to Target for their new adorable spring dresses.
Here's Target's dress that I will be returning for, but in not blue because I already have the blue one.
And here are the Modcloth selections, whose photos won't show up in anything bigger than tiny-sized. :(
Wednesday, 8 February 2012
Running
Running. I have really gotten into it. I love it. I love it much more than my fat ankle.
My fat ankle is a lovely thing. It used to be a regular non-fat ankle. Until, I found that stairs are not my friends. At all. So, when I fell down the stairs and heard sounds come from my ankle that should not happen at all, all I could think, besides a singular 4 letter word, was that this ankle is going to be fat as all get out forever!
Now, several months later, my ankle is still fat. Though, it's not as fat as it used to be, it is still bigger than Aunt Marge after Harry made her float away.
My fat ankle is a lovely thing. It used to be a regular non-fat ankle. Until, I found that stairs are not my friends. At all. So, when I fell down the stairs and heard sounds come from my ankle that should not happen at all, all I could think, besides a singular 4 letter word, was that this ankle is going to be fat as all get out forever!
| Happily, my ankle is not this fat anymore. If it was, I would be depressed. |
Now, several months later, my ankle is still fat. Though, it's not as fat as it used to be, it is still bigger than Aunt Marge after Harry made her float away.
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| There she goes. Only to be popped by the Ministry later. via |
Back to my ankle issues. It needs some support and love from an ankle brace. I need to find an ankle brace though. One that doesn't look like it can't give my ankle the love it needs. One that isn't more than $20. One that isn't super obvious that I'm wearing it. One that is light enough for me to run in comfortably. The search is on. Do you have any suggestions?
Monday, 6 February 2012
Saturday, 28 January 2012
Currently Reading
Emma by Jane Austen. It's been a long run for me and Emma Woodhouse. We started this affair long ago in December. And now at the end of January, I still have yet to finish.
Granted, I have read more than just Emma while reading it. So until I've finished, which should be soon, no reading posts.
Not even one about The Fault in Our Stars by my favorite person John Green. I can say favorite person, because I met him. Sure it was fast, but it happened. More on that front later.
Granted, I have read more than just Emma while reading it. So until I've finished, which should be soon, no reading posts.
Not even one about The Fault in Our Stars by my favorite person John Green. I can say favorite person, because I met him. Sure it was fast, but it happened. More on that front later.
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