glowing red pimple

more party pictures thanks to viv

"what wound has not healed but in degrees..."

the rain seems to have decided to make herself my enemy
once again
the heavens opened down on us
and the sun ran behind the clouds of shelter
and glorious tanning plans had to be shelved
which left me idling around the house
with absolutely nothing on my agenda
which i must add is immensely bad for my diet plan
(i tend to get hungy when left to my own devices.)

so after a morning of magic schoolbus
i picked up my first thrashy novel of the year
and settled down among the hidden riches of nora roberts
not that painful a read though a tad too whimsical and lovelorn for my liking
i have most certainly outgrown sappy pathetic love stories,
towering hunks and halpless beauties.
but it has left me longing for my own. ):
left alone in silence for too long and the mind wanders.

i HAVE to start working on my script soon.

like now..

now now.