finally, after weeks of not being able to find anything to wear, i decided to drain the clothes swamp in the bottom of my wardrobe. it was mainly work wear since i have a bad habit of undressing the moment i get home, pretending i will put my clothes away properly later, then throwing them higgledy piggledy into the closet when i'm ready to get into bed (yes i know i don't deserve nice things). i took everything out, sorted it neatly in outfit piles on the bed (suit dresses with matching jackets, pants with sweaters, skirt suits with appropriate tops) and then started trying things on to find out what still fits and what would have to wait until i lost a few more pounds. in the middle of this dress-up fest the coolest guy walked in and caught me wearing only a smile and black high heels. the wardrobe swamp immediately relocated itself (with a good deal of help from me) from the bed to most of the bedroom floor. and now, approximately 3 hours after i originally commenced this labourious chore, i have to start the tidying all over again!
5:29 p.m. - November 09, 2002
i don't mind getting older. i do mind that the older i get, the less i seem to have in common with people my own age. it would be a serious stretch of the truth to say i'm totally wild and crazy (i have a full time job and mortgage for a start) but i do still love going to clubs and gigs and i do still want to stay out late and drink and revel in the fact that as yet i have no real responsibilities.
12:29 p.m. - November 09, 2002
we are watching the football (or soccer if you prefer) in our jim jams and the coolest guy is making french toast. i really needed a morning like this.
10:22 a.m. - November 09, 2002
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