No, seriously, wtf.
I spent 45 minutes shovelling today. I wanted to clean the spot around my car the hell out, so I would have no problems getting in and out of it. I put my stepladder out there to mark that yes, indeed, this spot is taken.
If you haven't figured it out yet, someone moved my ladder and took my sweet-ass shovelled out spot. Fucker. I threw slushballs at his car. I'm mature. ><
...there's something wrong with my depth perception or something. My head's all woozy and I feel like my head's way huge and I'm a zillion miles from the computer when I'm not. It also feels like my hands are tiny and the rest of me is Amazon like. What the hell.
In other news, Sister Hazel concert uplifted my spirits far more than I could have anticipated. The car thing will surely dissipate because of it. It's already going away because of the good vibes left from the show. Thank goodness.
I think it may be bath time yet again. I ache from 45 minutes of shovelling, amongst other things. I also have to figure this damned perception thing out. WTF.
If you haven't figured it out yet, someone moved my ladder and took my sweet-ass shovelled out spot. Fucker. I threw slushballs at his car. I'm mature. ><
...there's something wrong with my depth perception or something. My head's all woozy and I feel like my head's way huge and I'm a zillion miles from the computer when I'm not. It also feels like my hands are tiny and the rest of me is Amazon like. What the hell.
In other news, Sister Hazel concert uplifted my spirits far more than I could have anticipated. The car thing will surely dissipate because of it. It's already going away because of the good vibes left from the show. Thank goodness.
I think it may be bath time yet again. I ache from 45 minutes of shovelling, amongst other things. I also have to figure this damned perception thing out. WTF.