*yawn*
so, after that post i DID decide to go to gabe's house. it was a good choice. we watched margaret cho. "are yoooou gaaaaaaaay?" oh my god, i'm gonna order that shirt.... if i can find it. (see, there are margaret cho shirts..... and one of them just says "are you gay?" aaaahahaa. i guess you have to see it.)
i'm doing laundry right now. and i made a gigantic pile of clothes to give to goodwill (what's funny is... a lot of the sweaters i GOT from goodwill.... like forever ago.) and i sorted my clothes into "wear ALL the time." for like.... the jeans and sweatshirts that i tend to wear like.... three days in a row. and into dressy stuff that i won't wear very much. and dressy stuff that i'll wear to work all the time.... and casual nice stuff i should wear more often.... and scrubby stuff that i like but really should never be worn in public. (ask to see my favorite jeans sometime..... they are hardly even jeans anymore. they're liike..... the waistband and some rags.) or my old sailor moon shirts. which i love. but are like.... disintegrating. yes. so that's what i did with my morning once i got home.
sidenote: gabe gets ready in the morning faster than anyone in the entire world. he got up at 8:50 (by his clock.... which is like..... 20 minutes fast.....) and was ready to walk out the door at 9:08. in those 18 minutes... i had sat up..... found my socks.... and that was about it. i was fully dressed so i didn't really have much getting ready to do except get my socks. which i did. though, while i was driving home.... i noticed that i had a bag with pajamas and clean clothes in my car. because i generally try to have a bag with my stuff in it. because i so rarely sleep at home. but i'm a dork and i always forget i have it.
yesterday i would have killled someone for a mcdonalds sausage biscuit.... and when i was driving home today i wa slike "hmmm... i could get one..." but i decided not to. *pause* i think i'd actually be ok living in the dorms... because i'd never be home. though.... see.... i need a private bathroom. i couldn't handle the bathroom situation. not at all. ok, so i guess i couldn't handle living in the dorms.
i'm listening to elvis costello. spooky girlfriend. dude. stu should do this song. "she says 'are you looking up my skirt?', when you say 'no', she says 'why not?'" i LOVE this song.
hmmmm. i was just like "dude, i'm done with everything for today!" but.... i forgot i work at 1. dammit all. actually, it's ok. i just need to go early enough to eat a sandwich at panera. otherwise i'm like.... famished by the end of my shift. okie. i'm gonna go get dressed and redo my hair, because i tried a hat on and messed it up.
so, after that post i DID decide to go to gabe's house. it was a good choice. we watched margaret cho. "are yoooou gaaaaaaaay?" oh my god, i'm gonna order that shirt.... if i can find it. (see, there are margaret cho shirts..... and one of them just says "are you gay?" aaaahahaa. i guess you have to see it.)
i'm doing laundry right now. and i made a gigantic pile of clothes to give to goodwill (what's funny is... a lot of the sweaters i GOT from goodwill.... like forever ago.) and i sorted my clothes into "wear ALL the time." for like.... the jeans and sweatshirts that i tend to wear like.... three days in a row. and into dressy stuff that i won't wear very much. and dressy stuff that i'll wear to work all the time.... and casual nice stuff i should wear more often.... and scrubby stuff that i like but really should never be worn in public. (ask to see my favorite jeans sometime..... they are hardly even jeans anymore. they're liike..... the waistband and some rags.) or my old sailor moon shirts. which i love. but are like.... disintegrating. yes. so that's what i did with my morning once i got home.
sidenote: gabe gets ready in the morning faster than anyone in the entire world. he got up at 8:50 (by his clock.... which is like..... 20 minutes fast.....) and was ready to walk out the door at 9:08. in those 18 minutes... i had sat up..... found my socks.... and that was about it. i was fully dressed so i didn't really have much getting ready to do except get my socks. which i did. though, while i was driving home.... i noticed that i had a bag with pajamas and clean clothes in my car. because i generally try to have a bag with my stuff in it. because i so rarely sleep at home. but i'm a dork and i always forget i have it.
yesterday i would have killled someone for a mcdonalds sausage biscuit.... and when i was driving home today i wa slike "hmmm... i could get one..." but i decided not to. *pause* i think i'd actually be ok living in the dorms... because i'd never be home. though.... see.... i need a private bathroom. i couldn't handle the bathroom situation. not at all. ok, so i guess i couldn't handle living in the dorms.
i'm listening to elvis costello. spooky girlfriend. dude. stu should do this song. "she says 'are you looking up my skirt?', when you say 'no', she says 'why not?'" i LOVE this song.
hmmmm. i was just like "dude, i'm done with everything for today!" but.... i forgot i work at 1. dammit all. actually, it's ok. i just need to go early enough to eat a sandwich at panera. otherwise i'm like.... famished by the end of my shift. okie. i'm gonna go get dressed and redo my hair, because i tried a hat on and messed it up.
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