I've been thinking about bangs again. I have been thinking about cutting bangs into my coif. But i'm afraid. Haven't had bangs in about 6 years. I used to have those betty page numbers, short and thick and silly. I don't think i'm up for those now. Maybe some longer whispy ones. But what if I regret the bangs immediately and then must wait years for them to grow out? It's a form of spring fever, I tell you.
There's the possibility of a dining room set in my future. Oh, buffet!
I have been looking at these all morning. Puts things in perspective. I need a daily dose of this to keep myself a little quieter.
And just look at this. A miniature 50's-era home. Oh, to be a teeny tiny 50's era housewife Hoovering my miniature carpets.
I painted to Kate Bush's The Dreaming last night. Okay, it is a rather awful sounding album, a 'difficult' album, a thorough mess of an album. But I have fond memories of it.
I think you are right, Melba, Hounds of Love is better. Forgive me my high school nostalgia for 'Sat in your Lap'. It just won't go away.
11:03 a.m. - 2004-03-14
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