lazy lady
i currently have 17 trash bags filled with clothes in my car. seventeen.
i feel so clean. and fresh.
today i made a belt. and sewed new buttons onto a cardigan.
and i found some badass sweaters and other such clothing items in my closet yesterday. lots of clothes i had to keep because i want my children to wear them. oh. i also found this really frilly, puffy, weeird yellow dress-thing in there, too. have no idea where it came from. found some really badass jeans too, but they were my moms from back in the day, which means they would never fit me. ever. they didn't even fit me when i was like seven. she was teeny.
tomorrow, my friends, if everything goes according to plans, i shall be painting my room. and it will be the hotness. especially once all the artwork goes up.
tomorrow, also, the trash goes out. and boy do i have a lot of trash.
hot fireworks guy called me from arkansas the other night at 3 am. sounds nice, but it was an accident.
my keyboard is really dirty. its kinda gross.
i drank about 1/3 of a red bull at work tonight. i think my heart is palputating.
ok. i'm off to do something productive.
so much stuff. ... no where to put it. shit.
love.
i feel so clean. and fresh.
today i made a belt. and sewed new buttons onto a cardigan.
and i found some badass sweaters and other such clothing items in my closet yesterday. lots of clothes i had to keep because i want my children to wear them. oh. i also found this really frilly, puffy, weeird yellow dress-thing in there, too. have no idea where it came from. found some really badass jeans too, but they were my moms from back in the day, which means they would never fit me. ever. they didn't even fit me when i was like seven. she was teeny.
tomorrow, my friends, if everything goes according to plans, i shall be painting my room. and it will be the hotness. especially once all the artwork goes up.
tomorrow, also, the trash goes out. and boy do i have a lot of trash.
hot fireworks guy called me from arkansas the other night at 3 am. sounds nice, but it was an accident.
my keyboard is really dirty. its kinda gross.
i drank about 1/3 of a red bull at work tonight. i think my heart is palputating.
ok. i'm off to do something productive.
so much stuff. ... no where to put it. shit.
love.