–those blue streaks in my hair…well, I most certainly did not violate my resolve to not dye my hair.
–so my dissertation adviser now eavesdrops on my blog. How’s a person supposed to blog guilt-free when she knows that there’s research and writing to be done?
–I swam an easy 1000m at lunch today, trying to keep cool in the nearly-90 degree heat. When I came home I looked rather longingly at the pile of sweaters from my trip that I’ll probably never wear here in SoCal.
–had the heebie-jeebies last night after reading the “finding the murdered body” scene in this book. Ghastly, creepy stuff, that. Ugh.
–have been thinking about my costume for this upcoming event when it dawned on me that I already have an Edwardian-era dress–that white one I wore on a rather important occasion 16 years ago. Do you want to take bets on whether it still fits? And I wonder, for events such as this one if being period-correct is really that important, or is it just an excuse to wear a corset and garter belt?
–my mailbox has been chock-full of this kind of porn lately–what about yours?
PS: the blue streaks match the color of the new blue wall in my bedroom…