it's friday and i just can't stop talking.

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.

post edit:

sparky quit barking.

let the celebratory baking begin!