You know what's great? Beer.
On hot summer nights. Beer, and lots of it. But I can't have it. And by the time I can it will be winter, and Corona is just not as good in the winter. Damnit. I want beer.
And I don't remember who taught me that I love red-headed sluts (the drink, pervs). Apparently, the drink has erased the memory of how I came to love them.
Just found out monday that we actually have to be out of our apartment by sunday. What that means is that I'm sitting here doing this instead of packing, which is what I *really* should be doing. We're going to move to Greg and shannon's for a month, and then if we don't find our own place, we will move in with the evil mother-creature. Yay. But at least it's an option now.
I should find out by tomorrow if I'm gestationally diabetic or not.
And I have heartburn. Yay.
I should go pack now. Kthxbye.
And I don't remember who taught me that I love red-headed sluts (the drink, pervs). Apparently, the drink has erased the memory of how I came to love them.
Just found out monday that we actually have to be out of our apartment by sunday. What that means is that I'm sitting here doing this instead of packing, which is what I *really* should be doing. We're going to move to Greg and shannon's for a month, and then if we don't find our own place, we will move in with the evil mother-creature. Yay. But at least it's an option now.
I should find out by tomorrow if I'm gestationally diabetic or not.
And I have heartburn. Yay.
I should go pack now. Kthxbye.