Another day
I hope I did a good enough job cleaning the apartment in the 5 minutes I had this morning before rushing off to work. When I get home tonight, my dad will probably be waiting at the door. He wants his car back.
And I made the decision that he probably shouldn't walk in on the empty handle of Cap'n, or the knee-high piles of buy-one-get-one-free Camel packs, or the loaded-and-ready pipe. Not to mention the cigarette butt-filled beer bottles we undoubtedly have in some random corner of the living room, or the mystery tupperware container dripping with fragrant resin. It just doesn't reflect well on the last couple of weeks. It just doesn't portray the image I'd like him to have about how I live from day to day.
I'm about to go on my lunch break, but for now, I can just be sleepy and stare at the computer screen. Monday off for Memorial Day. June 13th and I'm back in school. July 1st and I start paying some hardcore rent. New Years spells trouble.
Everything in it's right place.
And I made the decision that he probably shouldn't walk in on the empty handle of Cap'n, or the knee-high piles of buy-one-get-one-free Camel packs, or the loaded-and-ready pipe. Not to mention the cigarette butt-filled beer bottles we undoubtedly have in some random corner of the living room, or the mystery tupperware container dripping with fragrant resin. It just doesn't reflect well on the last couple of weeks. It just doesn't portray the image I'd like him to have about how I live from day to day.
I'm about to go on my lunch break, but for now, I can just be sleepy and stare at the computer screen. Monday off for Memorial Day. June 13th and I'm back in school. July 1st and I start paying some hardcore rent. New Years spells trouble.
Everything in it's right place.