Not to sound flippant but am I the only one who thinks –
and that’s where that thought ends. Seriously. I started out strong, rolled right on in, then stared blankly at the wall for ten minutes. What the hell.
Breathe in, breathe out, reset.
I can already feel it, I’m giving this one lip service and that never turns out well. I’m pissed. Do you know how hard it is to write when you’re pissed? At least not the light hearted, flippant (THERE it is) fare that is typical SoCS. Instead it feels clunky and awkward, like somebody on stilts lurching across the cafeteria with their tray piled high.
Now there’s an image for you.
I say we stick to hardcore stream of consciousness today.
I’m so not a fan of lipstick. Ever. I can’t choose a color to save my life, and even if someone were to give me the perfect match to my hair and skin tone I’d still suck at application. Guess I’m sticking to tinted lip gloss, huh?
You know what would be a handy skill? Lip reading. Totally useful.
I’ve really got to go get my toenails done. Flip flop season is fast approaching – who am I kidding, we’ve already had a few – and my feet are stuck in winter hibernation mode. Gross.
You know what I got rid of in the move? About a zillion slips (okay, more like eight) that were tucked away in the bottom of my closet. I can’t imagine why I still had them around. a) I don’t wear dresses much, b) I certainly don’t wear them with pantyhose, and c) does anybody really need a floor length slip these days?
But my slippers? Those I’ll keep, thank you very much.
Linda hosts Stream of Consciousness Saturday. This week’s prompt is “lip.” Use it as a word, or find a word with “lip”in it. As always, use any way you’d like. Enjoy!