The end of the beginning of the end of the week.
Rations are running low.
Specifically in the gum provisions.
My salvation and ultimate destruction may be the 6-pop-pack of nicorette on the counter. After all, it's designed to curb cravings and force a quit of your favorite vice. But, I can't help question the ethics behind satiating my gum addiction with a nicotine infusion. There is, however, an upside to this. I could kick this chewing habit and pick up one which is wholly social. (and cool)
The debate will rage on in my head until withdrawal takes over, under the banshee cries of revolution fueled by my new best friend, nicorette.
That is one ending to my story, another is in fact rooted in consumerism (buy more!). A third option is in self-control, but to make the distinction between self-denial and empowerment seems too lofty for a sleepy Friday morning.
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My hair is short. It can no longer reach down and tickle my shoulders. It's confined to a new life suspended and compressed by gravity. It's hard to imagine the hair-styles in a gravity-free land.
This weekend is my last before a dive right back into the fancy land of France. No connection whatsoever to gravity-free-hair-land-o-lakes.
4 comments:
it's Show and Tell time in English class on this Friday afternoon as I read your post and type my reply. So far Micah brought a pirate puzzle and Helena brought a Christmas book. I look forward to Fleming's green monkey stuffed animal, Juliette's Clifford book, and Sydney's insect painting.
I cannot believe that your hair is short. I want to see a picture. my hair's probably longer than yours...or maybe the same length. i can't figure it out. i think it touches my shoulders. maybe just barely. where do you go in france and whY? hope the trip is fun. see if your feet get colder in france or in england.
love,
poule
I will take a picture one day.
I washed it and it looks less good than when they did it at salon, for free.
We go to france to visit les tauverons.
I will be colder in france no doubts because england aint to cold its just never warm.
apparently i have lice now.
that's what happens inevitably when you work with lice-infested children.
I can't believe you cut yer hairs. I'll have to have hair for the both of us now.
I'm thinking about getting those electric steam cigarettes. Not for the nicotine but for the act of smoking steam. I love steam. My humidifier makes the floor wet.
Only a three more weeks till we meet again!!!!!!!
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