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Avoir un Cœur d'Artichaut ![]() Where to start? Je ne sais pas. IB's hoof is acting up again, he's been on pediatric shoes for the past few months, it started getting better but not for long.. My poor boy, I can't stop thinking about him. The farrier suggested bare hoofs for a few days, potentially a few weeks -- *sigh* they're going to be a few very boring weeks without him, but I'll somehow find something to commit to --umm, learning how to drive cars? peut-être? Alright, let's face it, that will be a total waste of time, I'm such a lousy driver, I don't even want to try >_<; Yesterday was a mentally-consuming day for me in every sense. I don't want to elaborate on the details of it, but let's just put it this way: spending 11 hours in a room with 20 other men who are alert to making politically correct statements takes a toll on you. By the end of the evening, my mind felt numb, and.. well.. too much testosterone made me yearn for all things feminine. I came back home and signed up for a moroccan bath courtesy of Naïma, it was step #1 of my testosterone-recovery campaign lol, today, I've opted for chunky hair curls, my favorite juicy couture robe *nudge loosha*, & spending the whole day at the spa (& omg? I have to run like now) P.S. @Hend I love love looooove my necklace <3 Labels: La Dolce Vita $4 in my moola box | link | email this post |
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