Routine, I has one?
Magically, in nigh on fucking APRIL, I think I've finally gotten myself into a reasonable schedule.
I live for breakfast, as in, it gets me out of bed in the morning early just to go get hot food and fresh fruit. I am rewarded with pancakes 50% of the time. It also kickstarts my day. (HOW 'BOUT THAT, HUH) I am even starting to wake up around 8:30 ( Read more... )
I live for breakfast, as in, it gets me out of bed in the morning early just to go get hot food and fresh fruit. I am rewarded with pancakes 50% of the time. It also kickstarts my day. (HOW 'BOUT THAT, HUH) I am even starting to wake up around 8:30 ( Read more... )
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I must go to bed, so short comments:
a) PANCAAAAAAAAKES. I WANTS SOME.
b) Don't worry about traveling. CALL ME IF YOU START PANICKING. I have experience with such things and my mom is v. good at talking me down.
c) I heart Gatsby. :( But the 20's fascinate me, so, -shrug-.
d) ALEX CAAAABOOOOTTTTT.
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a) SRSLY I GET PANCAKES LIKE EVERY OTHER MORNING NAO-- I mean, sometimes they're not like, the most ultimately delicious pancakes that I have ever had in my life, most of the time they're not even remotely life-changing pancakes, but they are pancakes all the same.
b) I don't really panic once I'm in the situation; I get highly anxious about it before time, but once it starts happening, I just go into this serene, calm place and handle it as best I can. Like, there was this time I was trying to get to a shop in Montrose, except nobody told me that streets are all fucked up and one-way over there in Upper Kirby, so I'm by myself on a Saturday afternoon and I end up getting on the freeway and coming through Downtown and going on an hour drive when it should've taken me 10 minutes to get where I wanted to go. I called mom like halfway through and she was all, "Calm down, tell me where you are," and I was like, "I am calm. I know where I am. I just wanted to let you know I had got lost but now I am found" etc. ( ... )
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