Wednesday, November 02, 2005

In which Claire is delicious.

Right now I am just so scrummy its not funny.
I had one of those most deliciously long hot leg-shaving hair-washing body-scrubbing foot-pumicing showers and now I am covered head to toe in pure shea butter I got from this nice lady at the Pan-African village at the state fair and my hair has gone all nice and curly and I smell really nice and its only midnight and I'm going to bed and will read as much of "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance" as it takes for my hair to dry and then I will go to sleep because I will get up nice and early tomorrow and kick my research design paper's arse and in the afternoon who knows. Perhaps I will discover cold fusion. It is Half-Nekkid Thursday after all.