Blue socks.

[zana16]

Contrary to popular belief (my own), today has started out magnificently. I slept in and actually made my bed! Maybe the reason I'm in a good mood is that Clement lent me his boombox so I can actually listen to the CDs I bought in Spain a month ago. Maybe it's because I ate peaches for breakfast. Who knows? It also has something to do with the fact that for the first time in forever, it's warm enough that I don't have to wear a long-sleeve shirt, and since I'm not at work today I don't have to wear a skirt. Or anything remotely tight. So I am wearing my most comfortable jeans (recently patched), a shirt that's only missing one button, my comfy sneakers that are falling apart, and my blue socks. Yay for blue socks! I look like a slob and I'm loving it. Not a single sketchy guy has hit on me today! Which is probably a good thing, since I'm in a good mood and would probably throw myself into his arms and shout, "Yes! Yes, it's love at first sight! Fuck me now!" just to mess with his head. I still haven't figured out the phenomenon of French guys yet. I am propostitioned so often that I figure it must work for them occassionally or they'd stop, right? It'll be nice to be back in the States where guys will leave me alone.

lucyhale has written another HP story, Ron-based, which makes me very happy. I love canon Ron but film and fannon Ron usually just annoy me.

Blue socks make me happy. Gonna go order my new Palm now. The roses are blooming. God, sometimes life is good.