Winds blow, skirts fly.
feeling: recharged
music: the feeling - love it when you call
It's almost one. On usual weekends, I'd be showered, fed and ready for abit of work. I'm now all sweaty from my run, unshowered obviously, and unfed. Gonna get my coffee once I'm done with this quick post. (So much for getting off caffeine, hah.) But into the shower I must go first... lol.
Little Ms. Green Ceci has reminded me of this impromptu rap we came up with last night, after stuffing ourselves silly with chocolate cake.
Me: "Oh my God I think I'm high."
Ceci: "Oh shit I think my skirt's gonna fly."
Say it out loud in the hip hop gangsta way, with apt timing. Enjoy.
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