the Dalaverse

I put gel in my hair. There is gel in my hair. And it's not to hold up a ponytail or for prom.

Methinks I really, really needed an excuse to get all fancy.

This better be good times. I don't want to have to write myself into a better mood like I did last night.

Already on the front of the good: NO MORE CLASSES! WOOOOT!!!!!

ETA: HA! I knew I had another pair of Good Jeans buried somewhere in the room. Too bad the zipper on the Jeans That Make My Butt Look Awesome broke, because...they made my butt look awesome. I would wear a skirt and the Sleeveless Blouse That Is Kind to My Arms and Makes My Boobs Look Awesome, but that would require making friends with a razor sometime, oh, yesterday. So jeans it is. But they are at least the Good Jeans from Christmas.

I smell yummy!