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Jun. 11th, 2005 02:26 amI'm supposed to be in bed but I needed the toilet--actually, not really, but if I don't get up to piss then I have to do it first thing in the morning--normal, yeah, and not worth posting about, but see I get up so that in the morning when Avery opens his eyes (Jake we have to shake awake, if he isn't up and watching us already) I'll be right there.
Iiii'm a dork.
Anyway, in the mirror it became apparent that something is not right. With my hair. It's not the dye, but maybe I should stop experimenting with hair products. Or stop going to bed with my hair wet. I don't know. The point is, it was fucking curling, and not in that beautiful way Avery's does, nope it was sticking out all wavy. What the fuck? So I'm awake and I'm just going to have to sleep on it, I guess, so it will go down.
Know how, when you're awake, you can't go back to bed? And suddenly anything will keep you from falling back asleep again. Scowling at my hair in the mirror. Sharpening eyeliner pencils. Mouisturizing. See? Anything. At least now I'm all smooth for cuddling. I do, however, smell a bit too much like...something. I think it's a flower.
This was pointless. I'm going to try to sleep now. Or, at the very least, curl with them. One of the best things about three in one bed is that it's kept too warm for clothing where it isn't wanted. Boxers, if you live in London. Lorry pyjama bottoms and whatever else you fall asleep with if you're from a country that even has South in its name. It's June, and even if it's London, it still isn't Wales. People from there, though...I've heard they always sleep naked.
And smelling like flowers tonight.
The end of this very pointless entry.
Iiii'm a dork.
Anyway, in the mirror it became apparent that something is not right. With my hair. It's not the dye, but maybe I should stop experimenting with hair products. Or stop going to bed with my hair wet. I don't know. The point is, it was fucking curling, and not in that beautiful way Avery's does, nope it was sticking out all wavy. What the fuck? So I'm awake and I'm just going to have to sleep on it, I guess, so it will go down.
Know how, when you're awake, you can't go back to bed? And suddenly anything will keep you from falling back asleep again. Scowling at my hair in the mirror. Sharpening eyeliner pencils. Mouisturizing. See? Anything. At least now I'm all smooth for cuddling. I do, however, smell a bit too much like...something. I think it's a flower.
This was pointless. I'm going to try to sleep now. Or, at the very least, curl with them. One of the best things about three in one bed is that it's kept too warm for clothing where it isn't wanted. Boxers, if you live in London. Lorry pyjama bottoms and whatever else you fall asleep with if you're from a country that even has South in its name. It's June, and even if it's London, it still isn't Wales. People from there, though...I've heard they always sleep naked.
And smelling like flowers tonight.
The end of this very pointless entry.
