So much crap. I hate that it’s cumulative but oh well.
Last night I was helping Steven put shelves up in the little storage closet we have outside in the parking deck and he didn’t have a level and when I told him the shelf wasn’t straight he just looked at me and said, “you mean like you?”
Merp. Couldn’t argue with that.
I’m staying away from tumblr til after my final. Wish me luck my lovelies!
Also if anyone else wants a friendship bracelet send me a message with colors :)
It’s 39 degrees outside kill me
I love this anon secret Santa thing. It’s cool talking to someone I never even knew existed lol
I thought the girl from the grudge was in my room but it was just the vacuum
It sucks that I’m not used to Steven being gone for work. And now I’m going through the “every noise I hear is someone in my house who wants to kill me” phase. Again. Can’t get back to sleep and my gun is within reach. I want my husband back :c