My days are numbered.
My free days are numbered.
Soon I will have to attend to things.
In the mean time my favorite thing to do (if I can manage to do it without feeling guilty about grass/laundry/dinner) is listen to Relic Radio episodes on the itouch and knit.
Vincent Price as The Saint was on the list this afternoon. Only in the best of film/radio noir fashion can Vincent Price get away with saying
"Don't sneeze in the breeze."
Cracks Me Up
p.s. the nails are gone- they lasted exactly one month. They were making my fingers claustrophobic.
3 comments:
You are better than I am. I can't stand long nails for more than a week.
Sorry you are going to have to attend to things. Isn't it a shame that being irresponsible is so expensive? Enjoy the freedome while you can!
I'm impressed. The nails trash my real nails so I steer clear of 'em. Your summer sounds wonderful. You have the right idea!!!!
a month? you are supposed to have them touched up every couple of weeks.... you did good!! I understand the claustrophobia problem though. It took me a while to get used to them.
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