Fridays optional.
Oh hi.
It’s Friday… that means I spent 3.5 hours of my day working and the rest doing laundry at my Mom’s house. Awesome!
Adam and I have been trying to figure out our plans for the weekend… but no luck. Not yet.
- Our Friend Jason is playing tonight at Thandi’s. He’s writes really heartfelt, sappy songs about past loves and heartache… mostly heartache. To be honest, I can’t wait for him to write songs about his current love. They are adorable. Going to Thandi means dip with pit bread. *raises hand* I’m totally into it.
- Tomorrow he might be jamming, which means I’ll probably go shopping. I need a few t-shirts to wear that don’t have stains on them. I swear, having boobs is a curse that costs you money. I spill so much stuff out of my mouth, it’s kind of gross. That’s a story for another day.
- There’s a guitar he wants to buy in Boston. That might be a bit far for a weekend trip on 45 minutes notice.
- I want to (finally) get my apartment unpacked. I’m not sure how this will actually happen. Boxes on my bedroom floor are gettin’ old.
- ??
… You know, I’m really enjoying the fact that this blog is “private”… None of my friends know I started it (and I doubt I’ll tell them)… my boyfriend doesn’t know anything about it (other than that it exists)… it will be a nice place to type the day away, vent, bitch, whatever.
I might even link some photos for enjoyment at a later date! TUNE IN, INTERNET.
3 years ago • Notes