Squatters
First lets start off with this little message:
In other news: I am tired of this layout and have an awesome but highly secret idea that I’ll keep close to the chest for now. Hopefully my skills are up to the challenge. We shall see.
Also, I love my job.
That’s it for now my lovelies.
Slightly
See, Vera?
Dress yourself up you get taken out somewhere fun.
Listening: Woman by Wolfmother
Wanting: to eat some breakfast
So, I know, my site has been on the fritz for the past week now but, fear not my pretties for I am back, and have shit figured out. And I'd like to state that that metaphorical ‘shit figured out' encompasses all areas of my life.
Mi casa is cleaned. My room is all kinds of organized. My car is a wee bit dirty—but I'm not forkin' over 13 dollars to get him cleaned and I'm not doin' it myself so let's just say Thorton is as clean as he's gonna get. My harddrive got a thorough cleaning. My stories are coming together nicely. Fuck, even my playlists are looking spiffy in their orderly-ness. Crazy, I know. I'm usually pretty content in my slightly messy house/car/ipod/pc but lately I've had lots of time and energy.
Time? Energy? What insanity is this heathen spewing you ask? I have quit BK and am now just a sexy librarian! FUCK YEAH! Rejoice and be merry my lovelies! WOOT! WOOT!
Yeah, so life is pretty fantastic at the moment. And that's all I'm gonna bore you with for now.
Slightly