alone in LA, that is.
my little sister gets here tomorrow afternoon. for good. to seek her fortune in the (groan, clasp hands in futile hope) modeling profession.
I CAN'T WAIT.
we will drink wine and play in the waves and smoke weed and giggle like schoolgirls and bake cookies and take over hollywood.
whoo hoo!
GOOFINESS DISCLAIMER:
in pre-celebratory excess i have been sipping cabrenet - does it still count as supper if minus the bread? - and painting my toenails. with my roommate who now sports golden cuticles. (i don't think it's his color, and mine look like a 5 year old did them. i'm working on the girl thing, but i'm kinda bad at it)