8 am:1 Me:0

Skirt: Ann Taylor, Boots: Arturo Chiang, Jacket: Gift from Mom: Karla's Kloset, Socks: Target, Sweater: NY and Co., Belt: Gap, Necklaces: c/o Mimi's, F21, Bracelets: c/o Mimi's, F21

I completely meant to stop by earlier this week, but the forces were against me and it just wasn't happening. Monday, I took photos but they were overexposed. Tuesday, it rained on me as I walked from the building to my car. Mr. Weatherman clearly didn't have it together when he said it wasn't raining 'till evening. As I was walking out of the school with my friends, I was on the brink of commenting about how the stinking rain would conflict with my outfit pictures. But I caught myself. Fortunately, because that would have been awkward. Sometimes I forget that not all people take pictures of there clothes every day. Right. Oh, and I fell asleep on the couch at 6:00 last night, got up long enough to throw a load in the wash (which I didn't move and which soured) and then went back to bed. It's a crazy life I lead. Wild. But today, I was feeling super-motivated and not only did am I blogging, but I cleaned house this afternoon, nails are done, lunch is packed, laundry completed. Ok, well the last one is still in the works, but at least it is somewhere in the very promising middle stages. All that productivity has me flat worn out. To the point where I'm contemplating whether to bother with a shower or not. Totally kosher to go two days without, right? For the record, I'm kidding. I will shower. Tomorrow morning.

Thursday 8 am in the morning. I can tell this is going to be a fave. Not. Me and 8 am just don't jive. We had an angry, old-west stare down on Tuesday. 8 am won. Round 2 is on tomorrow and I gotta bring my A game. Which means...Stop. Blogging and get this stinker of a Legislation and Regulation (try saying that three times fast) reading done pronto.

Night!

Love,

Ramsey