I had an idea this morning on what to write about today. But that along with everything else flew out the window, the minute I stepped onto the train. Such is life - these things.
Its sunny today. I'm wearing my favorite of favorite shirts, an old red sweater.. that kinda matches my lips, not to mention my hair. heh.. can you dig? my hair, sweater and lips all match today.
Certainly not the prettiest on the train today, definitly not the most interesting, but I can subtly gurantee that no one else has to leg scars named Aunt Edna and Ms. Irene.
So on another sporadic note, tomorow is my party. woo ha. I'm not excited. Surprising. I keep waiting for it to happen. it doesnt. I hope people come, but if not theres always dancing with my cats.. and dance we shall. Oh Great. Subway delays.. and to have timed everything so perfectly this morning.
just to let you know. my insides are cracking up, theres a smile behind my eyes and a bit lof laughter caught in my throat. In fact.. if I was anywhere else I might just smile.. I'll get to it in a minute. So packed subway, delayed train & Me, Brooklyns finest egg girl, and I have to fart. No worries, dont fear. I'll hold it in. Maybe later.. perhaps even tommorow.. then I'll blame it on the dog.
