Wednesday, December 24, 2003
traditionÂ
that's interesting. everyone i'm talking to online now has some christmas service of some sort to go to... and i don't! hahahahaha. i'm just sitting here, waiting for my dinner. leg... of... lamb... *dreamy*
well, anyway. christmas eve! it's christmas eve!!! my nails are bright red (my dad called them bloody. what a great description.) - and thank goodness i don't have green nail polish - i'd look like i'd have bloody and mouldy nails. and it'd be incredibly cheesy.
before i go on another rattle about mouldy nails, i better get off the computer and clean my room. or no lamb for me.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 12/24/2003 05:43:00 PM
well, anyway. christmas eve! it's christmas eve!!! my nails are bright red (my dad called them bloody. what a great description.) - and thank goodness i don't have green nail polish - i'd look like i'd have bloody and mouldy nails. and it'd be incredibly cheesy.
before i go on another rattle about mouldy nails, i better get off the computer and clean my room. or no lamb for me.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 12/24/2003 05:43:00 PM
