a me day

usually when i have a day off work, i pack it with family time, friend time, church time, six flags or all of the above.

but today, oh glorious today! everyone in my life was busy, so i did stuff for me. and it was nice.

i walked an extra mile around the path near my house i love so much. and i changed up my walking playlist on my crackberry to include Razzel Dazzel and Gold Digger.

i ate plain watermelon for breakfast,  i didn’t blow dry my hair after my shower, and i did my laundry.

also, i organized my closet. something i haven’t actually done since i moved in.

for a before image in your head, picture: clothes, shopping bags, random pieces of paper and footie nylons.

for after see here:

IMG00033

look at all the pretty shoes on the top shelf and the pretty folded clothes on the bottom. so nice.

i know, this will never last because it makes no logical sense to have a t-shirt pile that i have to flip through to get at the one in the middle because we all know im too lazy to ever keep that straight.

but i don’t have a dresser (see: journalist, salary), so this is the best i can do.

and for now im loving laying on my bed staring at the beautiful organization of it all.

up next: clean out my car.

  • Share/Bookmark

hey there myspace, it’s been a hot minute

ok. im a bad myspace friend.

i haven’t been on that site in FOREVER!

oh. what’s that? you messaged me? sorry about that.

huh? you also commented on my profile? wait, what layout did i have on there again? oh ya. that one with the pretty white flower.

yep, don’t go on there anymore. WAY too much clutter for me.

except that this week there was some stuff with the thing and i had to become fluent in like three minutes flat.

and there i was, the girl who was on facebook like a week after my college was added to the site in 2003 2004, asking my 10-year-old sister how to view status updates on stupid myspace.

MY TEN-YEAR-OLD SISTER.

first of all, when the crap did she get an online personality? and second of all, why the heck does she need it? and third of all, why the frick is it so freaking hard to view people’s past status updates on myspace?

for realz.

also, my sister is 10. TEN. who is she talking to?

because i swear to Tom, if you mess with her, i will use my amazing journalism skills to find you and kill you.

true story.

now excuse me while i stalk her online and try to convince her that facebook is better in every way.

  • Share/Bookmark