I finally finished shredding paper! Hurray! It’s… not that exciting, really, but certainly a relief. I don’t have 11x my weight in paper staring at me anymore.
Showed my parents Sin City. I was slightly concerned as to how they would take it… but they liked it. A LOT.
Apparently my brother has not only bought himself “asshole wear” (mirrored aviators), but also new Kenneth Cole shoes that are supposedly so sexy that, and I quote, “when women walk by me, their jeans catch on fire due to the heating of their vaginas.”
Thank you Seamus. Glad to know it.
I have finished sewing stuff for my mom, so we went to Jo-Ann’s today so that I could get fabric for my own projects! Yay! I had to pull myself away from my current endeavor for the night, because I keep trying to convince myself it’ll only take another hour. It will take at least 3, and I know it. Damn you, sleep. I only hate you when I’m feeling artistic. The rest of the time, you are… well, I like you in bed. What can I say. Yes.
Talked to Madison. That was awesome. She’s a supervisor at a clothing store. I fear for people’s sanity.
Next Monday to Wednesday are my last days at Dad’s office. Then I will begin my job as an STC person thingy. People will ask me things. I will feel dumb. I will be urged to learn. The people who asked me the question will sit, confused, as I go on a learning binge. This is the way things are.
School starts soon. I am giddy with glee.
And speaking of giddy glee, here is the first image on a Google search under “Giddy Glee”:
(I post this picture so that I will get comments)
(I like comments, they make me feel loved)
(I should really go to bed)
(I’m getting slap happy)