come on in! we haven't slept for weeks!
It's 5:09 AM. Here is a list of things I most definitely have not done recently:
YUP, GUYS, I AM A PERFECTLY NORMAL INDIVIDUAL. Anyway, it's now reaching that time that could acceptably be considered "morning", so pretty soon I am going to go take a shower, then go to Walgreens, then... probably read, wish the postal service went faster, and wonder why I didn't sleep tonight.
POST-SHOWER EDIT: Oh wait. I totally forgot that last night I also ordered not one, but two dresses online. Uhhh. Disposable income is going to be the death of me. (By which I mean that I would generally rather spend money on clothes/books/records/films/caffeine/altering substances (which pretty much encompasses all of the above, as well) than food.) Annnnd I just danced around my room in bare feet yelling "SING FOR THE FLAMES THAT WILL RIP THROUGH HERE" out the window. Oh, six a.m.
EDIT 2: ALSO one of the answers in today's L.A. Times crossword was... NO CHILDREN. I mean, the clue didn't have anything to do with tMG, but it still feels like a good omen.
EDIT 3: Okay! Walgreens is done! Which means that I now have more Diet Coke and... more nail polish and eyeshadow, because I've become addicted to buying makeup. (Seriously, guys. I did not wear any makeup -- at all -- for the first twenty years of my life, and now I just buy it all the time. I dread what will happen when I can finally change out my earrings. BASICALLY I'M A REAL GIRL.) But also my allergies are awful (Honey! When will you come to me!) so I may just spend the day in front of the fan trying not to breathe.
- Stayed up all night again.
- Stayed up all night listening to the Mountain Goats, because this has officially crossed the line into obsession.
- Written a long entry in my paper journal about how great my life would be if all I ever did was stand in big rooms full of people and sing along to Mountain Goats songs.
- Listened to all of All Hail West Texas while singing along all by myself. (Thank god I share only a wall with the bathroom, because no-one wants to hear me sing.)
- Specifically listened to "Riches and Wonders" on repeat while thinking about how I can ~relate~.
- Actually made myself laugh out loud by imagining possible conversations that could ensue from writing this list.
- Played endless games of Canfield solitaire while doing all of the above.
YUP, GUYS, I AM A PERFECTLY NORMAL INDIVIDUAL. Anyway, it's now reaching that time that could acceptably be considered "morning", so pretty soon I am going to go take a shower, then go to Walgreens, then... probably read, wish the postal service went faster, and wonder why I didn't sleep tonight.
POST-SHOWER EDIT: Oh wait. I totally forgot that last night I also ordered not one, but two dresses online. Uhhh. Disposable income is going to be the death of me. (By which I mean that I would generally rather spend money on clothes/books/records/films/caffeine/altering substances (which pretty much encompasses all of the above, as well) than food.) Annnnd I just danced around my room in bare feet yelling "SING FOR THE FLAMES THAT WILL RIP THROUGH HERE" out the window. Oh, six a.m.
EDIT 2: ALSO one of the answers in today's L.A. Times crossword was... NO CHILDREN. I mean, the clue didn't have anything to do with tMG, but it still feels like a good omen.
EDIT 3: Okay! Walgreens is done! Which means that I now have more Diet Coke and... more nail polish and eyeshadow, because I've become addicted to buying makeup. (Seriously, guys. I did not wear any makeup -- at all -- for the first twenty years of my life, and now I just buy it all the time. I dread what will happen when I can finally change out my earrings. BASICALLY I'M A REAL GIRL.) But also my allergies are awful (Honey! When will you come to me!) so I may just spend the day in front of the fan trying not to breathe.