i sent off a deferral request for my student loans today. fingers crossed... this will save me a lot of money of it goes through. after figuring out my monthly expenses, i have stopped taking my meds. eeeeeeeeeeeeeek! panic panic panic! the sad fact is that i just can't afford $300 plus each month. i'm gonna try some herbal remedies and good old fashioned gumption to get through. people did it for millenia without the help of pharmaceuticals and i gotta give it the old college try.
a question i am often asked is, "what do you wear when you clean your house?" people who have been to my house often ask, "do you clean your house?" my roommate is a former frat boy. his mother comes into town once or twice a year and cleans up after him. for reasons of masochism and self-loathing, i decided to clean our kitchen today. this hasn't been done in almost a year. sick, i know. at least i'm being honest with you! plus, i want your sympathy.
stacy comped my coffee at starbucks today since i dropped my americano upside down on my porch last week and admitted to her that i'd done so. that gave me some good fuel for starting this ordeal. i really worked hard, guys. i pulled out the oven and fridge and cleaned the floor and walls no one will ever see. i washed all the dishes, dusted and wiped all the shelves, cleaned the rugs, and scrubbed the floor on my hands and knees while the cats mewed under my heels, demanding to know what the fuck was going on.this is so gross! i'd rather be swabbing the poop deck. after two hours of work and all the dresden dolls albums, i was finished. suddenly, that pbr light tastes damned good!
the mailman knocked on my door with a package from doublespeak in austin. yay! the newest issue of her zine and this gorgeous slip were hiding inside. i know it's hard to see, but she embroidered "buy me a whiskey" on it. i look a bit haggard but i'm sure there are desperate enough guys to take me in all my stinky greasy glory up on that offer.i'm sneezing my brains out and my nose won't stop running and now jacob is on his way over. i hope he doesn't run away when he sees me! i'd better get some dinner started and open another one of those pbrs before "guitar hero" sucks me in again.
here's an overexposed picture of today's ensemble, pre-cleaning jag.
vinatge poly sailor top: xtabay 2003
undershirt: forever21
gauchos: jovovich-hawk for target
owl necklace: citizenfox.etsy.com
black boots: palladium
polka dot hair clips: anthropologie (who really shoulda hired me when they had the chance. jerks.)
mens tube socks with a hole: in my drawer. musta been cory's!

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