To Do
I'm trying to get a load of things done today including getting control of my clothes situation. I own hundreds of clothes (no joke). This isn't good because
a) I don't wear half of them and
b) it means they need to be cleaned.
Although I am now getting into the idea of bulk cleaning. 75 cents a pound doesn't seem so bad but when you compare it to oh say 3.00 then it seems like a waste of money. You'd also be shocked how much clothes weigh. Meh.
I found his t-shirt when going through my massive amount of clothes. I would like to report that I threw the t-shirt in the trash where it belongs but I didn't. I held onto the t-shirt as I have a few other things. I hate myself for still giving a shit. For knowing as he said in his last letter that he's still waiting to be saved. I hate that I still want to save him. I hate that because he doesn't deserve my time nor my idle thoughts about being that girl. ugh.
I haz roomate now. roomate who cleans. This is actually really delightful because roomate is boy who cleans after me, occasionaly cooks, and drives me to the store when I want to bake muffins and need ingredients. I baked muffins yesterday. They were frikkin delicious.
Allie, my old college friend, said she got a weird txt message about me the other night from a number she didnt recognize and wanted to talk to me. Its not really odd except it was me sending the txt message about a girl we both know named April. This bugs me because she doesn't have my number saved into her phone. Heh well I barely put hers in until recently. But the message was "Sometimes I still think about April and I get sad". So its like oh so the first April you think about when you get this txt is ME? Why not oh say the April who DIED?!?! pfft
I'm sick of politics right now. Though Im not sick of the election process at all. I guess I'm not sick of politics. I'm sick of people's opinions of them. Not because people shouldn't have opinions but because no one, I mean no one I know has admitted they didn't have all the answers. Everyone is so cock sure. I know we're America and we created arrogance (or stole it from the greeks) but damn. Today during catch up I skipped all the political entries just because most of them were rants. How dare the Republicans. Fuck the Democrats. Pffft.
So today once I finish the clothes situation, I am going to go jogging. I am also planning on baking some more because I like baking and if I bake muffins for the rest of the week then I'll have breakfast ready to go. I'll just heat them up in the microwave and then bam. I'd be known as April the responsible muffin chick. Also I am going to read and hopefully finish Lamb. Its a fun little book and I'm annoyed I haven't finished it yet. Also gonna finish my short story and I'm going to write on our blog. These are all simple things to do. But first I will go cuddle my bunny and tell her that she's the cutest thing ever. Hopefully she wont scratch the shit out of me for it.
a) I don't wear half of them and
b) it means they need to be cleaned.
Although I am now getting into the idea of bulk cleaning. 75 cents a pound doesn't seem so bad but when you compare it to oh say 3.00 then it seems like a waste of money. You'd also be shocked how much clothes weigh. Meh.
I found his t-shirt when going through my massive amount of clothes. I would like to report that I threw the t-shirt in the trash where it belongs but I didn't. I held onto the t-shirt as I have a few other things. I hate myself for still giving a shit. For knowing as he said in his last letter that he's still waiting to be saved. I hate that I still want to save him. I hate that because he doesn't deserve my time nor my idle thoughts about being that girl. ugh.
I haz roomate now. roomate who cleans. This is actually really delightful because roomate is boy who cleans after me, occasionaly cooks, and drives me to the store when I want to bake muffins and need ingredients. I baked muffins yesterday. They were frikkin delicious.
Allie, my old college friend, said she got a weird txt message about me the other night from a number she didnt recognize and wanted to talk to me. Its not really odd except it was me sending the txt message about a girl we both know named April. This bugs me because she doesn't have my number saved into her phone. Heh well I barely put hers in until recently. But the message was "Sometimes I still think about April and I get sad". So its like oh so the first April you think about when you get this txt is ME? Why not oh say the April who DIED?!?! pfft
I'm sick of politics right now. Though Im not sick of the election process at all. I guess I'm not sick of politics. I'm sick of people's opinions of them. Not because people shouldn't have opinions but because no one, I mean no one I know has admitted they didn't have all the answers. Everyone is so cock sure. I know we're America and we created arrogance (or stole it from the greeks) but damn. Today during catch up I skipped all the political entries just because most of them were rants. How dare the Republicans. Fuck the Democrats. Pffft.
So today once I finish the clothes situation, I am going to go jogging. I am also planning on baking some more because I like baking and if I bake muffins for the rest of the week then I'll have breakfast ready to go. I'll just heat them up in the microwave and then bam. I'd be known as April the responsible muffin chick. Also I am going to read and hopefully finish Lamb. Its a fun little book and I'm annoyed I haven't finished it yet. Also gonna finish my short story and I'm going to write on our blog. These are all simple things to do. But first I will go cuddle my bunny and tell her that she's the cutest thing ever. Hopefully she wont scratch the shit out of me for it.