It's a sign...
A sign that my day is done.Well, at least the part where I'm expected to wear something other than pajamas.
That part is done.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
A sign that my day is done.Well, at least the part where I'm expected to wear something other than pajamas.
That part is done.
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I used to wash my hands compulsively every night. I used to swear that everything smelled like rubbing alcohol and formaldehyde and it didn't. I just had this odd smell that would not leave my nose.
And a pair of white keds, I think I wore the same white keds everywhere.
You still wear PJ's?
PJ pants with a tee shirt and a hooded sweatshirt. I'm always cold, so the hood is usually up. It's all super sexy.
I should clarify...I only wear the outfit described above in my apartment.
I don't go out like that :)
I love that part of the day.
reminds me of the shirt hung on the back of the door in Brokeback Mountain. probably mostly because I'm obsessed with that film rather than it really looking like this ... but that's what it brings to mind.
I like the pic, is what I'm trying to say :)
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