S o s l o w.
Oh blogger.com why must ye take so effing long? 3 coats of nail polish too many. Sparkley yellow smudges on my sheets. Glamour skidmarks.
I was away. In the depths of beach and sand, cut off by the tide. Mosquitoes decorating my ankles. Dimp with every meal. Cold bracing showers, or none at all. I built up my salty layer, plump with sand.
Unfortunately I do love things like deep hot baths and internet. Telly through the night. Powdered milk is shit. I think all these whiny thoughts and a million more. But you'd never know. I just grin bigger, harder, pretending to everyone, self included I'm tough and hardy, carefree, non nitpickish. I draw the line at skiing however. Snow in my boots ugh.
This will be the year of thickening the skin. Until I'm good and outdoorsy.
Keeping it rural. Keeping it rural...
It's the NZ way. I have to fit in somewhere.
In other news, from the 95mgs of then... to the 70mgs of now. Takes a long time doesn't it... This number marks a halfway point. When I hit 45mgs I will be low enough to do a rapid detox at home. A strange thing to be excited about. I'm just so impatient. Hurry up hell.