truancy (noun, plural): the state of being idle
It’s hella hot out here in the Bay Area today, so I made the executive decision to play hooky and blog from Ocean Beach in San Francisco.Â
Well… to be honest, I didn’t actually do any “blogging” at the beach, but I thought about it. 🙂
My truancy today also involved cruising around in the 4Runner with the sunroof open and all the windows down while bumping Ray J.’sÂ Sexy Can I. Â
You’re a dirty birdy, Ray J.
But you know your girl — I couldn’t stay away from the Internets and had to sneak in a Kamod-ua.xyz-related something, tom foolery or not.
My nails were thrashed after the beach, so I did a quickie manicure at home. Because it was so frickin’ hot this afternoon — like Christian Bale hot — I chose a cool, icy shade, going with ($15).Â
Other than the beach and a manicure, I did a whole lotta nothing today and ’twas glorious! Of course, now the pangs of guilt are making themselves heard. Back! Back, evil guilt!
How was your Saturday, homie? Did you have chores to do, or were you able to catch up on some quality slacker time?
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,