Sweet holy mother of God, why do I still have all of my class notes from high school? Including the ones from things like geometry and chemistry? Why did I have enough of them to fill an entire trash bag once I removed them from under my bed and threw them away?
I really, really, need to overcome my Virginian never-get-rid-of-anything-old-oh-my-God! instincts and learn to throw things away. But first, I'm going to take some of the stuff I didn't throw away from college and stick that under my bed.
In the past two weeks or so of being home, I've made disgustlying little progress in packing my stuff away, though I have done a lot of cooking, dog walking, vacuuming, spending hours online researching 19th century surgical equipment only to find out that the knife I like best is the kind Jack the Ripper used, etc. If anything, I've managed to acquire more stuff, since Target had MASH shirts on sale for aproximately 1/2 what I paid for mine at Hot Topic, a thing impossible to resist.
Of course, all the shirts were in the guy's section, and they didn't have any mediums or smalls. My new shirt might possibly fit, say, BJ, but it makes me look like Peg Hunnicutt wearing her husband's clothes.
I really, really, need to overcome my Virginian never-get-rid-of-anything-old-oh-my-God! instincts and learn to throw things away. But first, I'm going to take some of the stuff I didn't throw away from college and stick that under my bed.
In the past two weeks or so of being home, I've made disgustlying little progress in packing my stuff away, though I have done a lot of cooking, dog walking, vacuuming, spending hours online researching 19th century surgical equipment only to find out that the knife I like best is the kind Jack the Ripper used, etc. If anything, I've managed to acquire more stuff, since Target had MASH shirts on sale for aproximately 1/2 what I paid for mine at Hot Topic, a thing impossible to resist.
Of course, all the shirts were in the guy's section, and they didn't have any mediums or smalls. My new shirt might possibly fit, say, BJ, but it makes me look like Peg Hunnicutt wearing her husband's clothes.
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And don't worry so much about all the old notes. Mom has boxes FULL of all our primary school papers. They are, most luckily in the attic.
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P.S: How the hell are you?