bee, you're everywhere

Seriously, world. I hadn't heard the song "Sex Bomb" by Tom Jones until about a week ago, courtesy of my baby bee. And the second time my alarm went off this morning, it was on the radio. What's going on here? Somebody fill me in. Although I suppose it's appropriate, because today I will be teh hawtness. New haircut (I actually managed to walk into a salon, ask for a boy's cut, and come out with a boy's cut. No crazy long spiky creation, no buzz cut. Yay.) and new clothes (my solution to the need to do laundry.). So go me. If she tries to say anything, she'll be stunned by the hottness. With two ts.

Photo shoot either this weekend or early next week. Requests welcome. So far we have:
--New haircut
--new pants
--tattoo
--smiling


Anything else you want?

Breakfast now. Have a good one, everybody.
Ji