No Monday blues today, but I am effin' bored.
I feel like hugging a baby. Which doesn't make any sense at all.
Been asked out twice today. No, thrice. Different people. My bum is still stuck to the chair.
I should grab a box dye and get my hair dyed. But I have no money.
I should swipe my card on it and pretend not to know anything when the bill comes. HAHA. Delusional. One of the reasons why I should not get cards.
I have done all my laundry. Only because the weather is perfect for laundry-ing.
That navy blue power-shouldered tee that runs colour? Done.
Crazy military-styled dress with metal chained bib? Done and done.
I think the mark of a head of household is the ability to wring clothes to complete dryness. Okay, not completely complete, but at least to the extent that the clothes do not drip anymore water when hung to dry. I have yet to reach the mark.
And no, I do not believe in washing machines. Not when I'm home and stuck with the primitive chunk of metal under the disguise of a washing machine, anyway
On another (but somewhat related) note,
I would believe it if somebody told me it is an indian summer that we are going through now.
The sun is INSANE.
Supposed to be playing tennis now, but I will not risk getting skin cancer. Naw, just another excuse of the couch potato.
I am off.
Monday, December 14, 2009
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