I'm a bouncy, opinionated, messy haired marathon running (!) bibliophile. I wear high heels and have delightful ankles. I'm a devoted drinker. I want a French Bulldog puppy whom I shall call Batman and dress in capes on occasion.
I would also like a pug, whom I shall name Mister Woo. He can remain capeless, but I will make sure he wears a diamante collar at all times.
Both dogs will submit to repeated snorgling and high pitched squeals that only a dolphin would normally tolerate.
I hate Reiki/psychics/mystics/frauds with all my liver. Also, I'm firmly against Jazz and poetry/poems/pomes/ peoms or any of that stuff. I believe in the healing power of ginger.
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Steaming lobster, eh? That'll teach you for your lost weekend on the brownies.
True, although I like to think my body is in shock due to lack of alcohol.
Hm, now you've made me think of rum, as in pancakes with blackberry and rum, and a little ice cream... delish!
I guess you can't carry a parasol when running without making a spectacle of yourself. Are you off the rum as part of your training regimen?
I'm afraid so, well mid week anyway. And even on the weekend I"m taking it all very handy.
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