...looking crummier.
I blame the temperamental weather that just days ago had me in flip flops and a smile that then suddenly decided to cover the city in snow and chill. Being the moron I am, I rarely check the weather channel so yesterday I decided to wear flats, PVC leggings and a flowy shirt that did very little to protect me from any kind of wind. I almost cried on my walk home as I blew around the side walk, you wouldn't have known though as I was also covered in a light coating of icy rain. It was definitely Hunter Boot and Jacket whether and being the awesome planner I am, I was without both.
So many poor decisions.
If anybody needs me I'll be rugged up in bed, bitching about my choices and feeling an inch from death.
Another thing, I have a weird shooting pain just below my heart? Am I dying? Is this the end for me?
I'll keep you posted....
or not...
because I may die...
