Shred

Popping my pink laptop photo booth blog cherry right this second. Do you love it? Do I look drunk? Well. I am. That's from hella long ago but it is the most recent as far as you're concerned. You do not need to see me all worn and torn from working too much all week.

You get me silly, instead. And a little slanted and mischievous.



And at last I'm free, finally. I mean. The site I've been working on for the past 2 months went live this weekend. Last week was so hard, I didn't sleep well at all. The lady from the donut shop (in between telling me her whole love life story - which was actually major interesting - and giving me car advice) told me that she can tell that I worry too much because of the dark circles under my eyes.

I didn't have the heart to tell her that I've had them since I was five. Or that I've only finally learned to think they are sexy and not strange and depressing.

But I'm digressing.



You couldn't give me one good reason to run down my work life in detail here, so I'll stop there. I go in, I help make things, I make friends, websites get built. Finis.

More importantly this weekend I hung out with my little cousin again. She doesn't like me to call her my niece, and technically she really isn't so in this she can have her way.

She brought her besty along with us, and that girl talks like a 25 year old hipster and it worries me. I wanted to cover them both in sheets while we walked through the mall together. I found myself glaring at grown ass men I normally would have tried to mack on.

This world for little girls. It's certainly a piece of work.



We did mall stuff and had breakfast with my mum and then I took cuzzo to get the Long Awaited Skateboard. She's fucking adorable with it, I tell you. She's fearless and still entirely girlie.

I stayed over at my mom's house so the three of us could make grilled cheese and play slumber party mad libs. Love Mad Libs.

[begin interlude]
antagonist: you seriously carry Mad Libs around in your handbag?
our dear heroine: doesn't everyone?
[/end interlude]

Annnnnnd let's see.



Today I went to Ocean Beach and walked for forever. It felt like a pilgrimage. I made a deal with the ocean that if it would keep washing sand to and away from shore I'd keep going onward and upward.

Pinky swear.

Sleep well. One site is done but there are 2 more getting kinda hectic right now.

Plus gee. What am I gonna wear on Tuesday???

Night.