Boring
My feet are covered in Blisters, I'm so sleepy. I got to sleep in an extra half hour but somehow I was more awake at 6:30 a.m? Bought "Dear Diary" by Lesley Arfin (Introduction by Chloe Sevigny,) so good, I'm a Vice nerd, sorry world. Eating Quaker blueberry & oats muffin bars, coffee tastes really nice this morning. Tomorrow is my only day off. Who wants to buy me $22 Urban Decay red lipstick? Any takers? 99.9% sure that my little brother's druggie friends stole my ipod which has sent me into a blind rage, but I figure if I can't find it by the time we move (just trying to keep positive and convince myself I lost it,) then I'm going to buy one sometime in May. I had a three hour conversation last night with my boyfriend (Matt!) about how our three year age difference is only noticeable when we talk about our pasts, and he asks "Well I was a TGIF kid, you were probably still a baby who liked Snick," and I just hummed laughing "Yeah," and I explained in great detail the first poundpuppy I ever owned. Complete with a velcro stomach that hid little puppies inside. Next Sunday I'm going with Matt to see Step Forward in Doylestown, a change from our usual routine which is just eating in bed and watching movies. I need to wash my face and get ready for work, tend to my blisters.
