nicci

I don't feel so frightening today. I went extreme and had my hair cut. So short. So scary. I feel much better, I do. And I got asked to the mooovies. By a nice boy who changed my tire (the very same tire that died for Tom's sins.) There's yer granola for you, Monsieur Five! I wish I would have read your comment sooner; I would have loved to go to a movie. Perhaps tomorrow? I'll call and leave you a message o' Plean. I'm almost willing to bet my hairclips that you say that all the time now, eh? Yeah? Mmm hmm. Give me a world view. Something utterly trite. And we'll spin it around, back and forth. Agreed? It'll be fun!