laundry day
so i slept through two of my classes...not good.
at all.
but hopefully kirby can help catch me up.
that kid is my savior.
i swear it.
jesus re-incarnated through kirby derusha.
can you be jesus if you've done time?
time and time again that kid has my back.
it's a shae i have to kill him.
but not really.
to be more precise..
he is killing me.
but not so much.
so it's okay.
so i did four loads in the washer.
and broke all the rules and did two in the dryer.
it's cuz im a baller.
but not really.
and i met this guy in there.
and we had a conversation.
"so is this you sock?"
"um...no."
"are you sure? ...this isn't your...ruler sock?"
"haha...um...no"
"well..i find all sorts of weird stuff in my laundry."
"oh...haha"
"it's like everytime somebody looses a sock, it winds up in the bottow of my laundry basket. haha"
"wow...haha...you should start a collection."
"ya...i should haha"
i dont even know.
i meet the weirdest people.
but it gave me something to talk about.
and apparently post about.
even though only a few people will read it..i'm glad that even they do.
i wish some people would wake up.
and realize that ghosts from their past
often aren't ghosts
at all.
not at all.
but it's okay.
i have to realize that i will always be some people's ghost
even if i'm still here.
but it's okay.
one day
when i'm rich and famous and you're working for me
you'll wish i wasn't haunting you.
haha
but not really.
but maybe.
fashion design is a lucrative business.
as is life.
im so excited for season four of project runway.
and so is thomas.
i love that.
i love being excited about something.
andi love these kitties!
linsay's kitties are here and they're making my day,
laundry or no laundry.
love the kitties.
love your faces.
but not so much.
viva kitties.
britt.