I’m sort of proud of myself because when I procrastinate (which is always) I am a very productive procrastinator. I will do absolutely ANYTHING other than the thing I need, so instead of doing my film responses I:
-Did SO MUCH laundry
-Researched “The Grapes of Wrath” for Film History tomorrow
-Finished Lost (could have waited…but couldn’t have waited)
-Did the dishes
-Cleaned my kitchen
-Worked out Thanksgiving travel plans with my dad
So…I feel very accomplished for not having done what I needed to do…but still doing things that I needed to do.
REALLY? I finally found on facebook the one guy who I thought was sort of creeping on me and I didn’t mind and he has a girlfriend. Honestly. I have absolutely had it with every guy I know being either gay or taken. It’s a serious problem.
Oh well…I guess I’ll just continue my delusional mind relationships with attractive famous people who don’t know I exist.
Went to bed aronud 5ish, woke up around 10ish for work at 11. Got up, at two crackers, puked, went to work, sold a dress, puked, left work after an hour, came home, slept until 5pm, and now here we are.
I have never felt more blah. I am in desperate need of a shower and food. Going to turn on some Mumford & Sons, make some macaroni, and probably watch Thursday’s episode of Always Sunny.