I am your angel

I would like to start this post by saying that I am bomb ass hot. I know that some of you (Maggie) have been telling me this for years, but it's taken me a while to get it through my head. I guess the red hair acts as some kind of shield against good things that I ought to hear. The reason I understand just how good I now look is that I was busy over the week with a project. This project required that I take photos of myself with a digital camara. I got kind of artsy with it, but I ended up with a lot of great pictures. Of course, the ones I kept make me look, as stated above, bomb ass hot. Hopefully I'll be able to put some on the blog soon.

Wednesday I had the birthmark taken off of my right arm. I've got about seven stitches in my arm right now, and they itch so very, very badly. I should have the test results for it back by next week, so keep those fingers crossed. It's fitting though, that I should have something that's been with me since I was born removed a couple of days before anniversary of said birth, which I've just noticed is today. Damn me and my ever so late posts, I never finish them the day I start them.

Went shopping, bought some stuff. Since I'm pretty sure that I won't be wearing shorts again this year, I've decided to get some skirts. Things are off to a good start, I got a totally awesome black cotton one at Old Navy. I think I'm going to go back and get a couple mare, they had some nice ones. Also, I can wear these skirts to work, which makes them a better choice then shorts, whice I can't wear to work. I can validate anything.

I'm gonna call it a night. I have to be up at 7 for work, then I'm volenteering at a fundraiser for Lourdes College. I get to pour beer for three hours, woohoo. Next post will be a special "Would You Rather" edition that I hope will entertain.

Night all.


"Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures"