it's like she lost her invitation to the party on earth...
I keep forgetting to mention that I wrote a re-cap! I wrote it on Memorial Day. Go memory! Anyway, now I only have four more to go. I will try to conquer one
this weekend. Maybe I'll conquer more than one. I know Erica wants to know what re-cap I wrote up...and it's right here, Erica...
Toronto.
It is soooooooo humid here. I was a sweaty mess last night when I went to bed. Totally need to get the air conditioner in my window. It sucks to go downstairs and it's
perfectly cool. It's so ridiculous that these old homes have such poor ventilation and I have to have a seperate unit even though we have central air. Anyway, I was a sweaty
mess. I tore off my down comforter and placed the new green blanket I purchased on my bed. I was still like...ew this sucks! The thing is, I can't sleep without something
covering me...no matter how hot it is. If I'm napping or on tour---not a problem to sleep whatever way I need to as long as I can sleep. When I'm in my own bed, however, I have
to be covered. It's ridiculous and it's probably one of those terrible habits I should break. At least I broke my earplug habit. When I was younger, I had difficulty sleeping. My mind
would not stop thinking. I tried everything...and my dad suggested earplugs. Earplugs didn't entirely work...but it was more of a comfort thing and it turned into this thing where I felt
like I could not sleep unless I had them in my ears. Ridiculous.
I hate my wardrobe.
Just some randomness for you.
I gotta rearrange my room this weekend. It will not be fun. Maybe I can convince Ryan to help me. Moving my computer desk is a bitch because it wants to break into
two pieces when I move it because it's one of those crappy furniture deals...Bush...Sauder...whatever. That shit isn't really made
for moving. However, I have to move the desk because certain cats (ahem Phantom and Rory) seem to have problems jumping off my scanner...and the scanner shoves into
my framed poster...and it knocks the poster down and then that poster knocks another poster down. It's happened a couple of times...this time, one of the glass fronts
cracked. I am not going to risk a bunch of punk cats wrecking my Birmingham/Greenville 98 poster and Jones Beach 00 poster.
I think I have a cool idea for my room. It really needs to be painted. It's needed to be painted for like, a decade. I want to paint it an obnoxious brown or something...but I don't plan on
living at home for the rest of my life...so I don't want to leave my parents with poop brown walls to deal with. I think I might buy a bunch of material and cover a wall or two. JoAnn's always
has 50% off coupons on Sundays...and I just would need cheapy cotton material. I think if I did it neatly, it would look phatty matatty. I probably will have a hard time finding cheap poop brown
material...since I have had such a hard time finding dark brown sheets...so maybe I'll do mint green...and maybe another wall pink...both which match my duvet as well as a chunk of the posters
hanging on my wall. So, what you guys think? I forgot to run it by my mom to see if it's doable. I think it is.
I love listening to music before bed in the wintertime...but there's something about listening to music before bed in the summertime/heat...they're both good...but good in
different ways. I am a freak, aren't I? Anyway, what I was getting to is that I need to get to bed.
