I really wish that I was Kelly Kapowski so I could wear outfits like this all day long.
I feel like if I wear this now I would 1: scare small children and 2: invite ass rape from gangster-like men. fuck. I've been walking around my house in rolled down jean shorts and a bra all day and I think it's the most bangin' outfit I own. Oh well.
The past week has been super fun/busy. I went to Brockville for 4 1/2 days. We had a bonfire, beach day, motorcycle ride, Goodwill shopping trip, lunch with Nanny, pool day, canoe ride, bar night - pool included, and a lot of gin rummy. I got 3 more days of Fud after that too which was great, but has left me feeling home/sister sick.
On the news they just said there was a shooting in a pilates class in philly. oh man.
In happier news Bill Clinton worked his charming magic on Kim Jung Il and is bringing the 2 American journalists back to the US.
Looks like his sexiness translates well in North Korea as well. mmmm
Also, I've decided that if I can't make it as an extremely successful, rich business woman (type of business is yet to be determined), I'm going to be a cooking show host. Every time I cook something I find myself acting like a pyscho and talking out what I'm doing to myself anyways, plus I'm sure they make some money.
I NEED MONEY SO I CAN BUY WICKED CLOTHES AND HOT POOL BOYS TO FUCK.
ahhh