Nope, not talking about 50 shades of grey. I swear to god, I keep looking at my kindle and thinking "Ugh I paid ten dollars for the second book and I don't wannna!" Of course, of all the reading I could be doing, I'm sitting online reading facebook. Cultured.
I started working at a beauty supply shop, and it's pretty neat. So far, so good. However my manager at the bar apparently wants to chop my head off...can't win them all.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Celebrate
It's possible that I have cleaned my entire apartment and am secretly so proud of myself that I want to have a party for myself.
I'm also finding it more enjoyable to read Amber's blog on how shit-tastic 50 shades of grey is than I am reading the second book. Sorry EL James. You suck at writing. Hard.
I'm also finding it more enjoyable to read Amber's blog on how shit-tastic 50 shades of grey is than I am reading the second book. Sorry EL James. You suck at writing. Hard.
Monday, June 11, 2012
Fuck Tard
I honestly annoy the living fuck out of myself sometimes. I lose things so frequently, you'd think I would learn. Nope. But when I do actually designate spots for things, I forget where that is and I lose them once more. Paychecks? Yup. Bills? Yup. Are they in my brand new mail holder? Fuck no! So that means I have completely no idea where they have ended up.
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