mish-mash of shit.
→ We went to Greg's house for a Memorial Day barbecue. I got drunk on some raspberry shit and then Jason and I decided we wanted to take the golf cart for a ride. So we just drove off god knows where and got it stuck in the mud because he is a goddamn idiot. I was plastered and I knew it was a shit idea and we'd never make it across. So he had to
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Ohhh that apartment sounds beautiful (love exposed brick!) but the owner situation seems like it would be stressful later on, probably a good thing you decided against it.
I have a legit panic attack every time I think of not having my own place to run away to.
Okay this may sound weird considering how damn domestic my life is, but I SO SO SO understand this feeling. The main incentive for me to wake up early & exercise is so I can have some space to myself. That and driving to/from work. UGH. Also, who seriously moves somewhere for FURNITURE?? He knows what he said is ridic, right? It's about feeling comfortable in your own home, not an excuse.
Movie!Moments are ♥. You are so lucky to be able to put yours into such beautiful words ♥
I definitely know what you mean about the adrenaline. You haven't thought a single thing about a person in forever and then when you see them all the memories instantly hit you and all the emotions from those memories and it's a genuine shock to the system.
So happy you and Gemma get to have Liss/Gemma time!!! All that cleaning is totally worth it :D
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