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Oh, the ways I mess myself up. It’s really really late, and I’m still up. But, I’ve been amusing myself. Made myself some pretty cool stationary, which was then deleted by the ever devilish (see Gates, Bill) Microsoft Word. So, after much thought, I’ve decided that my goal in life is to be a fabulously in demand underwear/couture model. Then people can be astounded by my amazing intelligence, and I can be surrounded by clothes, all the time. So that’s my new plan (see Zoolander, movie). And, it means that I can have a huge underwear closet, all free of course. Think about it. Giant, walls painted light violet, mirrored, and with big overstuffed chairs. And on every wall and in every drawer, wonderous lingerie. Ah, every little girls dream. Oh, oh, and I’d put a stripper pole in there, just for good measure. So the rest of my 2 weeks-ish looks pretty mundane. I’m going to Chatham (see Canada, small town) with Melissa for a few days, and then I have my Business 020 exam on Tuesday. Kinda looking forward to it. To starve off boredom, I have decided that I shall go out tomorrow, and meander about. I’ve been wanting a frappachino for like a week, so why not. Might buy some cool art stuff. Maybe new make-up. Brilliant, I’ll get new make-up. I’m really quite terrible at keeping that stuff, with its short shelf life. Yup yup, new stuff. Righty, going to make amends with my bed. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll get up with my alarm. (As a note, the annoying brackets are mimicry of my psych book. I think they’re kinda cool in a way. I might keep them. Or they might get annoying and I’ll hate them. You never know.) |
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bored.