I am haunted by all the editions of books that are prettier than the ones I already own.
I feel so damn determined. I have no idea why! I got my dress from NY and Company (technically yesterday but no one put it in my room, it was TOSSED ASIDE in my living room!). I feel I should have stuck with the large, which is a NSV! I have the extra large, but I’m skilled enough, and know enough people if I need to throw darts to make it smaller when necessary. (PS: It’s
this dress in the blue!) I told boss lady I would be better about work, and being on top of things to show my worth. She’s not worried, but I want DO better, ya know? Now to bring in my laundry, sell more shit on eBay, and go to yoga.
We are groot.
Even though I consciously realize how stupid it is, whenever a TV show/movie/song references or says the name of my city/state/general area, my brain always gets really excited and goes, “HEY HEY THAT’S ME! THEY SAY PLACE AND I AM PLACE! ME FEEL IMPORTANT! THEY TALK ABOUT ME!”