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I am back in school, even if classes don't restart until Monday. Which gives me a day to sleep in and ignore the fact that I have a Philosophy paper to write. (I hate that class. It's not a discussion class. It's a 'sit around and listen to one man's take on ancient philosophic principles' class. Peh.)
I'm a little wrung-out, having worked some long-as-hell hours making my grandmother's kitchen look pretty. Yesterday was probably ten hour's worth of labor, in the cold. There's a rainy and disgusting cold front coming this way, which we fled when we drove west, but when it catches up, its gonna be gross.
But today was nice. My grandparents took my mother and me out for breakfast at The Cracker Barrel. I'd never been to one, so it was an experience. We ate way too much and then set out to find 'happies' (small gifts) for the family. My mother and I got some truly awesome dresses (something I've been wanting for that crazy little thing called 'summer') from Bass, who cut their clothes for (gasp!) real women! Not skinny manikins who can wear anything and look good! No, these were clothes meant for women with curves. Magic.
On top of dresses, we purchased t-shirts for the sibs (including ones for St. Paddy's day), socks, hats, and other goodies. I bought myself a boho distressed peace-sign hat. Hey, I like it.
The my mother bought me about a bajillion groceries, so I am set till, uh. Probably next week. If I fast... ::snerk::
Anyway, like I said. Burned out and good for little other than surfing for smut. Huzzah Saturdays.
Also, World? Down by Motograter. I've heard this on some soundtrack. I think.
Z is crazy, y/n?
I'm a little wrung-out, having worked some long-as-hell hours making my grandmother's kitchen look pretty. Yesterday was probably ten hour's worth of labor, in the cold. There's a rainy and disgusting cold front coming this way, which we fled when we drove west, but when it catches up, its gonna be gross.
But today was nice. My grandparents took my mother and me out for breakfast at The Cracker Barrel. I'd never been to one, so it was an experience. We ate way too much and then set out to find 'happies' (small gifts) for the family. My mother and I got some truly awesome dresses (something I've been wanting for that crazy little thing called 'summer') from Bass, who cut their clothes for (gasp!) real women! Not skinny manikins who can wear anything and look good! No, these were clothes meant for women with curves. Magic.
On top of dresses, we purchased t-shirts for the sibs (including ones for St. Paddy's day), socks, hats, and other goodies. I bought myself a boho distressed peace-sign hat. Hey, I like it.
The my mother bought me about a bajillion groceries, so I am set till, uh. Probably next week. If I fast... ::snerk::
Anyway, like I said. Burned out and good for little other than surfing for smut. Huzzah Saturdays.
Also, World? Down by Motograter. I've heard this on some soundtrack. I think.
Z is crazy, y/n?
