Red Lipstick and Punkin Soup

Today is one of those red-lipstick, lunch at the art museum café, drop the f-bomb in a paper and then present it to the class type of days.

Wha?!

Yep. I done it.

All of it.

But before I make myself sound too edgy, or scare my mother, you should all know that it was a quote, which my writing professor was cool with, and, on top of that, my roommate and I made quite a fiasco out of putting the word in the essay in the first place; I typed half, she typed half, and at the end, we both sortof looked like this:

Only better. Because we were jumping up and down and making a lot of noise while we did it.

I do claim the lipstick and I did really like the MOA café. It's delicious, for one. And for two, I just enjoyed looking like a classy lady, eating a classy lunch with my classy friends. I'll be making another trip back there soon.