You Got All The Puppets With Their Strings Up

So I have been looking at this page for about 10 minutes over the past 4 hours, clicking back and fourth between other websites trying to think of something to write. My arms smell like honey and shampoo, only because I put my first layer of spray tan this season on this morning. Last night Steph, Saskia and I watched 5 hour long episodes of True Blood. It was overwhelming. We cooked gourmet pizzas and had little lolly vampire fangs. I was super surprised nobody was trick or treating in our street last night, there are always a few of them going around each year. I want to go on a treasure hunt, like a full on one. Something like out of Pirates of The Caribbean or National Treasure. It would be so damn cool.

I’ve been messing around with make-up, taking photos then messing with them on photoshop for about an hour now. This is my latest one:

I dyed my hair colour chocolate on wednesday, it turned out to be a dark redish-brown. Good fun.

Hmm, Steven popped up ten minutes ago on msn to tell me he had to go offline. It was nice of him.  A bit odd, but nice.

Over and out.