I hate shopping. I also hate being woken up by housemates telling me I need to move my car from the driveway because roofers who have not been coming the whole week decide to arrive before 8 on all our collective day off. It's no wonder I felt too tired to go hang out with people tonight. After shopping through the morning, I retreated home to do some laundry and start the long catching up on television process. It is some 8 plus hours later and I have caught up on two shows, almost three if I don't fall asleep before the next one and a half episodes of Dexter.
Then tomorrow I must go out to continue some minor shopping, hopefully that will be the end of it, and then a gloriously planless day awaits me. I am not made to be always on the run. I don't like having plans that roll onto the next and the one after that. I may need to touch up the haircut I gave myself the other day. It seems I may have cut too many of the curls close to my face too short in relation to each other. I am kind of hesitant to mess with it though in case I royally fuck with my hair, the slowest grower in the name of hair. Luckily, curly hair is pretty forgiving and length can be all over the place and still not be noticeable to the layman. However, it can make the overall look a bit wonky.
Even though the Couple cleaned their dishes, I still dragged my feet to prepare some meals today. I only ate one can of garbanzo beans and then some alfredo coated bow tie pasta. Now, almost 11pm, my stomach is all hollow but hells if I am going to eat that late. I mean, I am laying down typing this in the dark so no- food can wait until tomorrow. See, this is what I mean. I don't like even my body trying to tell me what to do and when! I do what I want! I eat what I want! And I go to bed hungry when I want! Holla!
Then tomorrow I must go out to continue some minor shopping, hopefully that will be the end of it, and then a gloriously planless day awaits me. I am not made to be always on the run. I don't like having plans that roll onto the next and the one after that. I may need to touch up the haircut I gave myself the other day. It seems I may have cut too many of the curls close to my face too short in relation to each other. I am kind of hesitant to mess with it though in case I royally fuck with my hair, the slowest grower in the name of hair. Luckily, curly hair is pretty forgiving and length can be all over the place and still not be noticeable to the layman. However, it can make the overall look a bit wonky.
Even though the Couple cleaned their dishes, I still dragged my feet to prepare some meals today. I only ate one can of garbanzo beans and then some alfredo coated bow tie pasta. Now, almost 11pm, my stomach is all hollow but hells if I am going to eat that late. I mean, I am laying down typing this in the dark so no- food can wait until tomorrow. See, this is what I mean. I don't like even my body trying to tell me what to do and when! I do what I want! I eat what I want! And I go to bed hungry when I want! Holla!
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