Since the mojo to work has died (or until I find 'the' job), I have hours of freedom, boredom and sloth-dom. Am going to read CLEO everyday and cut out pictures of pretty people and things and collage them, whenever I get into the mood. Or maybe I shall just buff the nails until they wear out. At least there are plans to go out so the concession won't be such a waste. Need to go to the library soon or sing under a tree with a guitar and a silly companion. Anyhoos, here's the holiday to-do list which I wish to accomplish, eventually.

I need to stop dreaming and start living,
Huda