i spent the morning playing guitar,
plucking my eyebrows and googling curtains.
this afternoon i gave myself a mediocre crown braid,
wished i could perm my hair like lorde,
and cursed my real life hair
for not looking as red as my picture hair.
"wrecking ball" is stuck in my head
and i can't help but feel for miley.
there is a dog barking somewhere in my neighborhood
and sparky just won't quit.
i plan on spending the rest of my friday
hand washing my dishes,
trying out a new cookie recipe,
dreaming of lorde's hair,
and praying for 5:45 to get here already
so my weekend can finally begin.
sparky quit barking.
let the celebratory baking begin!