Was told I sleepwalked into my sister’s bedroom last night at 2 a.m. Awesome, so now sleep is ruined for me too? How am I ever going to stop worrying enough to not take it out on my unconscious self? This is the pits. And then to cheer myself up/pretend none of it exists, I made rice krispie treats and ate two. Plus an ice cream treat. It was a fairly self-destructive day.
There’s truly nothing quite like watching a wee bit of Eurovision vids on YouTube to make you feel immensely more normal than you did a mere 24 hours ago. All I can say is, well, at least I’m not at that level of public insanity. Not yet.
up during the night to a thunderstorm pouring in on my windowsills. Immediately had to brag about it to one Northern Irish friend in particular who is obsessed with them, primarily because they very rarely get thunder and lightning. Ah yes, Minnesota. These are the sounds of summer, not those crazy April blizzards. Glad to see you’re listening. Today will be a good day to test the...
The internet floors me, honestly. You people are awesome. I started yet another knitting pattern tonight, don’t judge. I need to be inspired and nothing seems to do it. I’ve been dreaming about boarding that first flight back to NI quite frequently lately. Never before have I been so excited to get carsick and disoriented and filled with culture shock again. And to top it all...
I'm in a funk.
Hide the debit card, honey, ‘cause I’m feeling reckless.
You know what blows about working in a basement...
All day tomorrow, I’m going to be freezing. Like, goosebumps freezing. Making typos just because my hands can’t keep up freezing. Repeating over and over the pros and cons of getting a cup of hot cocoa freezing. And then, as soon as 4:30 hits and I go outside, BOOM OH HEY IT’S 90°F OUTSIDE AND YOU’RE GOING TO MELT IN TEN SECONDS. How do you dress for that, huh? I just...
*person taking Bible verse out of context*
Mike Wazowski: Put that thing back where it came from or so help me
Today's thrifty find:
An authentic London Fog jacket for $5. In freaking ARLINGTON. I mean, who is this person? I am so grateful. It is truly a masterpiece. If I remember, I’ll take a picture sometime. And if this isn’t impressive to you, my friend, I’m kind of disappointed.
I "bought" my membership today,
now I just have to wait the two months before the money starts rolling back into my account after insurance, costing me a whopping 83¢ for the whole year. Goal: lookin’ fit and mean in twenty-thirteen.
Lovely Old Soul: O gift of God! O perfect... →
coffeeishtea: O gift of God! O perfect day: Whereon shall no man work, but play; Whereon it is enough for me, Not to be doing, but to be! Through every fibre of my brain, Through every nerve, through every vein, I feel the electric thrill, the touch Of life, that seems almost too much. I hear the…
Today, I discovered I can get a membership to the local gym for less than a dollar after insurance reimbursements. All I have to do is pay up front and scan my card 8x a month. I am so freaking excited to go sign up, you don’t even understand. Also, be aware this is the girl who had multiple roommates who went and worked out during college, and I always refused based on the principle that...
What the junk,
I have followers now? I mean, people I haven’t met or have mutual friendships with? Are people gonna know about my life now? Eeesh, this is scary business, considering I only have a couple people I let within ten feet of vulnerability nowadays. Please don’t judge me too harshly, dear followers. I don’t quite understand me, either.
You’re tacky and I hate you.– Sylvia Plath (via incorrectsylviaplathquotes)
I think today meets the necessary criteria to be considered a mega-bad day. And I also think I have a lot of unresolved anger issues.
Cinco de Mayo is tomorrow already?? Crap, I am so unprepared.