The very recent in Beverly-Land:
I still love my apartment. It feels like home here, finally.
I wish I had more friends. You know. Other than my cat.
I feel crappy about liking waitressing so much. But it's working for me.
I feel like an idiot for keeping only 1 out of 5 of the classes I took this semester.
I feel like an idiot for still not liking NCCC.
I bought a food dehydrator and it was the best investment *ever*.
My feet hurt a terrible amount right now.
Nothing too important here.
Oh, + I had Emily fixed. She was very depressed that I put this on her: