por que? por que? por que? Es mi mochila tan pesada. (sp?)
Grr...Stupid song from Spanish is totally stuck in my head and has been all day. Speaking of today, Edgar came down again. yep yep yep. And then after he left me and my mom went to Max & Erma's with my pastor. That was neat. Then we came home and I helped my mom down in my horrid basement. I mean its more like a spider breeding ground down there. And it's moldy and gross. I have a headcold to begin with and me inhaling like soot and mold doesn't help my breathing at all. Then I was so dirty from it. But the point was to move all the "important" stuff from in the basment, to upstairs in the middle quote unquote guest bedroom. Except it's more like a junk room. It was so exhausting...
I just got out of the shower and woot does it feel good to be squeaky clean. =))) & I should really be like blow drying my hair and what not. You know my LK comes first =P But it happens i suppose. Nothin' but a thing <--I have really gotta stop saying that!
Tomorrow is (over the) hump day! I don't think I'm gonna be doing much of anything. Unless someone gives me plans ;]
Im tired. Im out. later