When I get a little bored/sad/small/lonely/weary/hungry/insecure/lazy, I'll sometimes look at pictures of my pretty friends. For some reason, looking at devastatingly attractive people soothes me. It also helps with the motivation/inspiration/getting out of bed/depression situation that rears its ugly head from time to time. Like last week, thus the absence of blogs.
But these:
These are like emergency dark chocolate
and naptime
and marathons of The West Wing
and Del Taco bean and cheese burritos with red sauce
and Britney, any and all Britney Spears
and drugs and alcohol
and swimming pools. Those were a few of my favorite things.
Ahhh, I feel like running a marathon.
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