I would tell you more, but in ten minutes I have to go catch the train to Paris for a Saturday-night party. Masja who cuts my hair this morning couldn’t stop smiling because I couldn’t stop smiling.
posted by stellou at 3:20 PM
Saturday, January 21, 2006
Come fly with me
5 Comments:
the whale passed away :(
dude, you are so lucky. Paris AND a new haircut AND boy.
have you got your gold shoes packed? i am guessing you do :)
have fun!
sue > YA! it's true, and all three are good.
saffron > oh, you know what, i sure didn't bring the gold shoes. i had only one pair of shoes, and it was them las vegas cowboy boots. i wore them the whole time--and even then the boy was making cracks about my bag weighing 12 kilos. ch! :-)
oh those b0ys, no matter how nice they are, they will never understand girls and packing.
we are still unpacking our stuff in our new place and the boy wants to kill me (in a funny way - ha ha) becuase of all my shoes. yesterday when he greeted me upon my return from work - there was no hello or kiss, there was a set of angry eyes and "who owns this many shoes and still wants another pair of black pointy heels??????" (as well as a pot of pasta and meat sauce on the stove).
meh.
i say, you need a sister and pass me the parmesan!
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