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Sound; I'm a midnight toker. I only know four lines of that song and have been singing it all day. Sight; Mother In Law horror stories. Makes me feel better about Prima Donna giving Adam a co-dependance self-help book for Christmas last year. Taste; Cup o Noodles. Touch; Sports bra instead of regular bra. My breasts have swollen to gigantic proportions. Adam's digging it, man. Smell; Tea Rose perfume, not mine, someone else in the office is wearing it. |
March 9, 2000 Woman, thy name is vanity... - if you haven't had enough of me yet - a mpeg of sarah being cornered with a camera at work Probably a bigger and better entry to come later this evening, I'm preparing for a shopping trip after work to find something appropriate yet alluring to wear to the trade show tomorrow. You never know if I'll met the employer of my dreams. I'll have pictures too! I know you're just on the edge of your fucking seat. All ten of you. But I really do adore the ten of you that read, in fact, I'd marry you if Adam was into pologamy. Maybe a move to Utah... |