However, I did stare death in it’s furry little face a few times this week.
Most notably at lunch with my grandma. Dangerous stuff, that social interaction with the elderly.
Also, I got a non-moving violation ticket the other day. Normally I’d follow that sentence with "FML", but it is so way far ahead of me. Lets just say that yes, you can be grounded at 18.
Parents come home tomorrow. Duck & cover.
*Nor is she unpacked.
Now, if ya’ll will excuse me, I have to go procrastinate somemore.
SUPER SPECIAL PS OF DOOOOOOOOOM: I totally managed to handle Squeaker for 45 minutes before she drew blood! Yup, I base my entire self worth on how my ex-roommate's bird likes me.
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emuqueen) wrote,
Lazy
