could.should.would
Friday, September 3rd, 2010
i could be:
- dying my bangs
- showering AND shaving my sandpaper legs
- drying the dishes in the drainboard and finishing the rest in the sink
- sweeping the floor (again – thanks oscar, you turd)
- putting the lid back on the garbage can
- cleaning the toilet/bathroom
- sleeping! (i haven’t done it correctly in days.)
i should DEFINITELY be:
- showering (all train stations were SWELTERING underground today AND both 7 trains i took today had no AC and i did a bunch of walking, eww.) and shaving my sandpaper legs
- sweeping the floor (there are little pieces of kitty litter everywhere – they get stuck in my feet
i sweep like twice a day, he tortures me by doing it on purpose, i know it.)
- sleeping! (i haven’t done it correctly in days.)
i would be doing all of the above:
but i’m tired and lazy. (erica and i just stuffed ourselves with spicy nuggies from wendy’s (yes, they are back. thank you, ilya) and i managed to also fit in a cheeseburger -____-)
#fatass
in my own defense, i had a long ass day… had a lot of commuting to do… nearly died of heatstroke… came home and did the garbage and dishes right away… i have reasons to be pooped, i think!
i’m going to round up until 12:30AM and then start getting a move on.
zzz
i could be:
- dying my bangs
- showering AND shaving my sandpaper legs
- drying the dishes in the drainboard and finishing the rest in the sink
- sweeping the floor (again – thanks oscar, you turd)
- putting the lid back on the garbage can
- cleaning the toilet/bathroom
- sleeping! (i haven’t done it correctly in days.)
i should DEFINITELY be:
- showering (all train stations were SWELTERING underground today AND both 7 trains i took today had no AC and i did a bunch of walking, eww.) and shaving my sandpaper legs
- sweeping the floor (there are little pieces of kitty litter everywhere – they get stuck in my feet
i sweep like twice a day, he tortures me by doing it on purpose, i know it.) - sleeping! (i haven’t done it correctly in days.)
i would be doing all of the above:
but i’m tired and lazy. (erica and i just stuffed ourselves with spicy nuggies from wendy’s (yes, they are back. thank you, ilya) and i managed to also fit in a cheeseburger -____-)
#fatass
in my own defense, i had a long ass day… had a lot of commuting to do… nearly died of heatstroke… came home and did the garbage and dishes right away… i have reasons to be pooped, i think!
i’m going to round up until 12:30AM and then start getting a move on.
zzz

…no.) > be cool – ignore! – whatevz, who cares > two years later and one month ago – erica has the first one on via in demand > watched it, loved it > went home, ordered the second one on ppv > waited until the last second to go see eclipse, then it was only playing in one theater in queens (near my house) – now, this was tonight…
soooooo wednesday night was that ranger game in 3D! (vs. the islanders) – we won 5-0 – YAYYYYYYYYYYY shut out for lundqvist<3
so i went over to erica’s tonight to watch the rangers vs. islanders game, and there was this tiny asian girl running around the house. this was quite perplexing, seeing as that there are three colombian people living in the house, but it turned out to be erica’s cousin ben’s friend’s kid.

woo! but i still went to take care of her, where they inserted the catheter is all stitched up and sore. she isn’t really supposed to walk that much, so i helped out all day. we watched a lot of TV, which was cool since i don’t watch much TV in general… had fun talks, lots of laughs, just hung out…
mmm… cut a flap off of the tip of one my friggin’ fingers, eep. got inebriated and cuddled with my lovies…
may 1st is just ’round the corner!!! – so i got a lot of shit packed, my walls are looking mighty bare, and it’s so weird. i hate it. it’s freaking me out. i won’t live here anymore… ever again. not with mommy either. not that it’s cut the cord type shit around here, most of the time we can just live together without pissing each other off, and i just love her. i kinda find it funny/ironic that the apartment we lived in together when it was just me and her when i was a weee little stu (1-4 yrs old), before sarah was born is directly around the corner from this apartment i’m typing from right now… and now i’m leaving her from here…

i just got back from erica’s a little while ago, decided i need to clean my room… i caught a second wind from falling asleep in her bed for a while before… i seriously need to start throwing more shit out and start packing up.
…i got this super cool tote bag from a company in my office building at work the other day!!

















