my back is a little warm. the top of my arms are brown. the sun is shineing, or was its started to rain now and me and pete are looking forward to the thunder storm that we will sit out in later and take photos. the breeze is getting cooler but the air is still thick. the wind is picking up slightly and the head ache has started. its on its way.
we sat outside at lunch time and ate our picnic's and decided that the thunderstorm is the most powerful natural thing. its bright and coulorful and loud and beautiful and terrifying all at once.
in other news the weekend approaches and my new black dress is hanging in my cupboard looking nice, my shoes have been cleaned makeup bought and nails painted. the ball is here. the only chance, in three years, that university people will get to see jenni drssed in something resembling feminine clothes. originally i was going to cut my mohawk back in, by a new pair of trousers and rock out in style. the most shocking is that of the unexpected. i am not doing what they all expect. the boy will devour me and me him.
hope the thunder is as good for you...