Oh yeah...

Forgot to mention that my parents are going on a weekend trip with friends. They'll be leaving soon, which is why I have been forced awake at an ungodly hour. >_>;;

Thankfully, I don't have to go. Nor did I want to. They're going to Laughlin and the Grand Canyon, I think. Since their friends have never been there before. I get to stay at home. \o/ And maybe go shopping either today, or most likely, tomorrow. Estee Lauder at Macy's is having a free gift with purchase thing, and I want the gift. I have to buy foundation anyway. ♥ Yay free gifts.

But WTF. Why is it so cold suddenly? I kept shivering all night, and even now my feet are cold. XP I need socks.

*looks into the bathroom*

*glares at the tube of Veet by the sink*

... into the breech I go.

>_>;;


EDIT...

MY LEGS. THEY BURN.

T.T

Because kwycksylver said to do it...

Do people actually miss Pookie? Is there a sad lack of Pookie-ness that cannot be denied? Or is the lack of Pookieosity something that a strong soul can bear?