
I look surprisingly cheerful for someone who once again is broiling their ass off in a house that has faulty air conditioning. I'm fine as long as I keep on showering.
I'm getting fat. I feel like a chunk just walking around. All I do is eat. At least it feels that way. I'm not sure that I really care though. I happen to love eating.
Yesterday while in my car, I thought of a bunch of stuff to talk about on here. It's been forgotten now. Sometimes, I think of things as I'm falling asleep, but am too lazy to write the ideas down. I'm always convinced I'll remember. I never do. Apparently I'm not a fast learner, though I'm sure I've claimed to be in job interviews.
I also had to "borrow" dishwasher detergent yesterday because I am a responsible adult person who can budget her money so that she has it for neccessary items like dish soap and toilet paper and such.
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