Clock

I felt that I needed a clock on here. Doesn't it just spruce the place up ever so much? I sure thought so.

Today was aight. I did laundry, cleaned the shower, did dishes, attempted another page of the history stuff, and made my daddy lunch. Then I ran out of things to do. As I was already wearing my swimsuit top (my unmentionables were being laundered, so I didn't have any that were both, clean and dry), I decided to attempt a tan. It was fun. I laid out on my porch in my swimsuit and got a little burnt, but with any luck it will develope into a tan. It was enjoyable.

Daddy was teaching me how to drive the truck also today. It was ... interesting. I apparently made an illegal turn. How rebel of me. As the light was still yellow, I assumed it was aight, but whatevs. I can live on the wild side. Can you?

I'm feeling rather abandoned. Mark said he'd call today and he didn't. *sigh* I tells ya, boys. lol. And I looked ever so hot in my jean skirt and plaid shirt. lol. Oi vey. That is certainly a fashion statement. Anywho, off to bedfordshire.