I have fleas. I don't think I actually do, truth be told, but it's a pretty indicative line. I have bug bites all over one of my legs and a few on one hand. It was 51 degrees outside the night before. there's NO reason why there should be bitey bugs around. I'm not a happy kitten... I look so gross scratching all the time. Other than that, Katie and I were able to get a lot of food yesterday... so I think I'm going to be alright in that department. I also bathed out of a sink because I had to go to work at 5. My shift felt bad for me and kept offering me food that we were going to throw away otherwise. After that, I had to do homework until about 2 AM, so I had to go to a public place which was the 24 hr study lounge in trinkle. Actually, I was more comfortable and productive there than I would have been at my apartment... so I think I'm just going to keep using that.
I want to change my clothes like you wouldn't believe. I want my hamburger from Five Guys. I WANT TO SHOWER AND SHAVE MY LEGS AND WASH MY HIDEOUS FACE. I've impressed myself and people who know me enough, and I'm ready to go back to being a consumer whore.
Last night I slept in my bed for the first time, which made me a little less cranky. I had a dream that I was going on an adventure with pirates, one of whom of course was Johnny Depp's character. He caught a falling star that turned into a bottle of wine, and he had me drink some, and apparently it was love potion wine... It was good times. Then I had to go rescue him, and I found him singing in drag on a ship, so he swam over to the dock where I was and I rescued him. Then there was a tornado. The end.
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Friday, 4:48PM
So, which did you do first: shower or eat?
Did the shower drain clog from so much filth?
Did that Five Guys taste better than ever?
Congratulations on making it through the week! Now, tell me, what did you learn about being impovrished?
Mom
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