This place is a MESS. My very nature is being challenged by the mess in here right now. Shit is everywhere, all in half-packed stages of messiness. As soon as coffee is in my system I'm going to organize this crap.
The sink is fully of nasty dishes. No, I don't want to clean them but it's really the first thing that has to be done. Is anyone surprised? Less than a week until I have a dishwasher y'all.
Last night was one of the mellowest game nights ever. I had a really nice time, though. I'm glad Ashley decided to join. It was good to see friends I don't get to see often. That being said, I hardly talked to Missy. How did that happen??
I can't figure out if Chris is giving me the silent treatment for something that I have no idea what it is, or if he's suddenly impossible to get ahold of again. I will find out eventually. I think he made it back to base last night, but maybe I misunderstood and he's still en route. I never really know with him.
Ok, coffee's kicking in. It's time to make this place organized enough so that I can get to my dresser via the floor, instead of by climbing over my bed.
Wine and 90's music tend to overpower any conversation that could have been had. I'm sure Missy understands. haha
ReplyDeleteHa ha, yeah, I was pretty busy making sure that Stella was making friends!
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