I have no idea how to be loved.
I find great accomplishment in the fact that I've arrived at work by 10:00 every morning this week. (okay, 10:15, but still.) I'm giving NO credit to daylight saving's time for this.
I can never type the word "silver" without it becoming "silvester."
I've completely revised my sock preferences. I need to clean out my sock drawer.
Even good things go uneaten in my world. I'm a food hoarder. These milk chocolate-covered caramel- macadamia clusters that my boss brought back from Hawaii are going to go bad before I eat them all.
I used to only do laundry once every 2-3 weeks. Now, I need to wash my volleyball shirt before every game. Laundry once a week is so annoying.
Laundry's my favorite household chore.
Our volleyball team is ranked #7 out of 12 teams. Whatever. That's GOOD.
I'm addicted to Pinterest. I feel more fashionable when I can pin pretty things, even if I don't own them.
My definition of "pretty" is so different from most people's.
I hate all shoes with heels--it's not just a comfort thing. Most of them are just plain ugly. I also don't like a lot of shiny things.
I'm more obsessed with Harry Potter than I ever gave myself credit for.
This week, I've listened to almost an entire season of Friends while I work. I can't focus unless there's something worth paying attention to.
I like my wood iPhone case more than I like the actual phone. There's another crack in it. We're onto our 4th glue job. The day I can no longer fix it is the day I throw my phone away.
Friday, November 11, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
I'm a crappy blogger
as consolation, here's a treat for you all.
It's been stuck in my head for 4 days now, and I'm still not sick of it.
Enjoy.
It's been stuck in my head for 4 days now, and I'm still not sick of it.
Enjoy.
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