Last night, after a slow, mindnumbing night at work (although I did read some of Her Husband, which was good), I went home. I walked
except now we have full time jobs, boyfriends turn into fiance’s and then husbands who hopefully last forever, and babysitting eventually becomes a 24/7 thing
30 minutes left to go until work is over, and i actually need to stay until 1 tonight. this is because i slept past the
So I’m leaving my house to go to work, and its 12:55. I’m sorta going to be late, because there are these generators in the
so. hurricanes. surprise trip to see my dad: possibly cancelled. school is still on for monday. but i have to work sunday night. so that
Name: Lindsay What time is it: 11:47 p.m. THE FRUITS OF YOUR LABOR( things you can’t live without) Something important on your desk: my computer.
romping in the cornfields milkshakes at baskin robbins movies in winter park urban flats more ice cream on park ave and painting pottery at all
one paper down, second one half way done. are they good? probably not. but i don’t care any more 🙂
i’m back, typing to try to get my brain to start working. focus. i knew i shouldn’t have had any of that caffeine earlier today.