Monday, June 21, 2010

Or Else Spend Your Days Biting Your Own Neck


HI. I have just woken up and made myself the biggest tuna sandwich you could ever imagine. Like literally I can still feel sticky tomato/banana pepper juice rolling down my arm. Someone just knocked on the door super loudly and I didn't go see who it was because I am not at all dresses and it sounded like the gestapo anyway, something I do not want to face smelling of fish.
Brett and I have a tennis rendez-vous this apres midi. Honhon