Friday, April 08, 2005
Why I'm wearing jeans and a t-shirt
When I saw the roses on the counter this morning, and the notes on the mirror, I threw on whatever clothes were closest to me, so I could run out and kiss my perfect boyfriend. (I knew it had to have been him, since only he and my landlord have a key to my apartment, and the landlord doesn't really seem like the type to buy anyone flowers.) It wasn't until I was halfway to work that I realized that I had never really reconsidered my outfit, or changed. I'm a wee bit casual today.


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