If You Come, Come Alone

Current Song: "Faith (Album Version" -- George Michael

I inexplicably miss you today.

I need a tailor for some of these new clothes.

I'm wearing hot pink footless tights with silver ballet slippers in addition to my relatively conservative office wear, because I fucking hate dress codes. I just don't like being told what to do.

I really didn't want to get out of bed this morning, especially when my cats curled up on me and kissed my nose.

I could use a massage and a haircut. I might not be able to get either of these things until my daytime schedule frees up a bit in September.