I'm finally getting rid of the clothes I wore for my oral Matura. I kept them in case I ever needed formal clothes, but the trousers gave me a rash the one time I wore last year, and the shirt is just so totally not me.

oopsie- i forgot:(
well, i'm here. in a way. in a very tired just sitting and staring way. at least i managed to do the laundry. i might pass out anytime soon from sheer tiredness- we seriously need one more for goods-in at the shop. it is _too much_ and it's not going to get any less what with christmas being less than 2 months away*groans*

the fake monday on tuesday plus the switch to daylight saving time(or from?i don't really get which is which..) completely f***ed my sense of time/days. yesterday i thought it was tuesday, today was wednesday, and it's always earlier in the day than i think it is.

And my cloak is still full of bits of straw.

I get falling asleep in the bathtub... but in the shower? That's one thing I haven't accomplished yet.

if you're tired enough...:D

well, i wasn't, this time!
once i fell asleep on a party, leaning against a wall, waiting for bf to finish chatting with his mates. and they didn't believe me that i wasn't really asleep, because they took various pictures of me and i didn't notice..

i moved the laptop to the bedside table now, bed is much more comfy than wicker chair!

*is lonely again*

What does it say about my grandmother that every time she doesn't know what to give me for christmas or birthday, she gets me a toiletry bag? I have three so far.

Sounds nice. And you're making me hungry.

And apparently I can't type any more. NaNo will be fun.
Although... last year I was only just teaching myself to touch-type, and ended up with things like, "remenmdbered " or "texchniquies".

And a Minnie Mouse bandana. I'm NOT keeping that.

It's actually one pile and two bags - the bags containing the stuff that's still wearable enough to be donated. I don't remember where Minnie went.

The quiche is very good.

I've never subscribed to the "if you haven't worn it for a year, toss it" theory. Which might explain my overcrowded closet.