Santa Claus

Last night felt like Christmas Eve for me. I haven´t actually really celebrated Crimmus in a really long time (with exception of this past one), but i remember the feelings.

i kept tossing and turning. getting up to check my powerpuff watch for the time. i thought about sweeping my floor. but who sweeps at 4 AM?

why am i excited? because chandi will be here in a couple of hours. Chandi and i have been friends since 1995. and this will be our third or fourth international meeting. so you could say that we are travel buddies too.

and she is bringing me lots of goodies too! my wishlist included a skirt, some shoes that show my toes but don´t break my feet, some undies (lol), and some Rusk Being Wild (very necessary hair product for curly headed folk). the last item is an absolute blessing if i get it.

my hair is sooooooo angry right now. i have avoided the $60 haircut for too long and now my mass of curls is knotting up at the end. not good at all. i only brought one tube of Wild. what the hell was i thinking!?!

but anyway, the next week will consist of so much grinning, dancing, chatting, and such.

it will also be interesting to hear the perspective of someone from MY reality, someone who knows me inside and out.