Enigmatic is my name.
Don't ask. I just felt like saying enigmatic.
I'm sick of not having any privacy in my own room. I can be in the middle of changing and someone can just come waltzing into my room either from upstairs, or more likely from doing laundry. There's no door, not even a screen separating my room from the eyes of other people. Just an invisible boundary where the basement ends and my room begins. We've talked about putting something up for years, but we've never actually done it. This summer we're going to. This just isn't okay anymore. If people are entitled to privacy in their rooms then where's mine?
Got into another fight with Austin. That's all I'm going to say, though. I'm so sick of thinking about these stupid little fights that we get into. I'm not going to do it anymore.
I got a min-fridge yesterday for my room. Many thanks to Fully for selling it to me. It's a rather large mini-fridge, though. It's black and stainless steel so it will still work with the theme of my room. That's nice for me. It's got three shelves, a rather large compartment for vegetables, a tiny freezer with a cube tray, a place for things like butter and the like, multiple places for condiments and sauces and things of that nature. Of course it has a thermostat too. Now I just need to find a place to stick it. Maybe when we get rid of these bookshelves I'll be able to stick it some place. Until then, I'll just have to find some other place to put it. Still, I'm really excited about it. I'm one step closer to having my own little apartment. Now all I need is a range oven and some dishes. It'd be nice if my sink had a garbage disposal, but the way that thing's constructed it would be impossible to put one in. A toaster would be nice too. Maybe if my mom decides to buy a new toaster I can take hers. I don't know why she would, though. There's not really a need to. Anyway, whoopee!
Alright, I'm off to go buy a present for Molly's birthday party on Monday. I have no idea what to get her, so it sounds like it's time to head to Hawthorne. Funny, I was there yesterday. If Katharine hadn't had to get back to work I could have just picked up one. Meh, whatever. It's getting out of the house that counts to me.
I'm sick of not having any privacy in my own room. I can be in the middle of changing and someone can just come waltzing into my room either from upstairs, or more likely from doing laundry. There's no door, not even a screen separating my room from the eyes of other people. Just an invisible boundary where the basement ends and my room begins. We've talked about putting something up for years, but we've never actually done it. This summer we're going to. This just isn't okay anymore. If people are entitled to privacy in their rooms then where's mine?
Got into another fight with Austin. That's all I'm going to say, though. I'm so sick of thinking about these stupid little fights that we get into. I'm not going to do it anymore.
I got a min-fridge yesterday for my room. Many thanks to Fully for selling it to me. It's a rather large mini-fridge, though. It's black and stainless steel so it will still work with the theme of my room. That's nice for me. It's got three shelves, a rather large compartment for vegetables, a tiny freezer with a cube tray, a place for things like butter and the like, multiple places for condiments and sauces and things of that nature. Of course it has a thermostat too. Now I just need to find a place to stick it. Maybe when we get rid of these bookshelves I'll be able to stick it some place. Until then, I'll just have to find some other place to put it. Still, I'm really excited about it. I'm one step closer to having my own little apartment. Now all I need is a range oven and some dishes. It'd be nice if my sink had a garbage disposal, but the way that thing's constructed it would be impossible to put one in. A toaster would be nice too. Maybe if my mom decides to buy a new toaster I can take hers. I don't know why she would, though. There's not really a need to. Anyway, whoopee!
Alright, I'm off to go buy a present for Molly's birthday party on Monday. I have no idea what to get her, so it sounds like it's time to head to Hawthorne. Funny, I was there yesterday. If Katharine hadn't had to get back to work I could have just picked up one. Meh, whatever. It's getting out of the house that counts to me.