park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
I could have slept five more hours this morning, honestly. I plucked the crap out of my eyebrows and my bangs need to be cut AGAIN. I am excited for vacation and friday and making a jazzy cake (the first of three in a week's span). I don't know if this makes sense, but the weather matches exactly how I feel. and today feels exactly as gross as monday usually feels.
sometimes, people are unintentionally hilarious, and it makes my day even if they are trying to be serious and "mean." I am going to cut my bangs and then run out real quick for a stupid errand I kept forgetting to do and then I am going to put on fleece pants and eat spinach soup and knit that dumb hat I have to finish. and then, maybe leg warmers for me because I never knit things for myself (beautiful PINK LEGWARMERS!) and THEN christmas scarves for a crap load of people. I just reread this paragraph and I don't even care about that run on sentence.
sometimes, people are unintentionally hilarious, and it makes my day even if they are trying to be serious and "mean." I am going to cut my bangs and then run out real quick for a stupid errand I kept forgetting to do and then I am going to put on fleece pants and eat spinach soup and knit that dumb hat I have to finish. and then, maybe leg warmers for me because I never knit things for myself (beautiful PINK LEGWARMERS!) and THEN christmas scarves for a crap load of people. I just reread this paragraph and I don't even care about that run on sentence.