as i sit here on my couch, i can see a number of things that should bother me about my current state of affairs.
#1. i have an obnoxious number of shoes. “i don’t understand why the fuck you need so many shoes. it blows my mind.” direct quote. i brought three pairs with me to penn state this weekend, and had one delivered there, and my sister brought another pair i had delivered to her house. total = 5 for 3 days. the fact that i have my shoes delivered to other places is also concerning, but that isn’t part of this post. i lost one of my gym shoes in my room (it was in my hamper, go figure?), and i had 3 other pairs to choose from to wear to the gym. seriously. my black heels broke today when i got to work, and i just happened to have a second pair in my desk. i went into clarendon this evening after work and didn’t want to walk in my heels, so i dug around under the back seat and found some flip flops. it’s a sickness, but i just can’t cure it. i am also in love with my new frye boots.
#2. owls are painfully funny. in case yesterday’s post wasn’t enough to prove that something i seriously awry with my sense of humor, this will do it. when you mix an animal i find hysterical with quotes about being too hungover to function, i just can’t take it. while hangovers aren’t really that funny (especially when it’s you who can’t move your head), people do generally say hilarious things when hungover. and the redeeming quality about hangovers is that you know, regardless, there’s a good story preceding it. and thinking of drunk owls just makes me lose it even harder. oh boy.
#3. the state of my room rivals that of a 15-year-old boy. seriously. there is a bag of halloween candy on my floor. you can’t see my chair anymore because it’s covered in clothes. i have been living out of a suitcase at the foot of my bed for 3 weeks. there is a stack of mail on my desk that is out of control. an entire colony of loner socks lives under my bed. it’s sad.
#4. i really need to wash my car.
#5. every chair in our living room/dining room has an article of my clothing on it. this is what happens when you break your drying rack in an unfortunate drunken mess freshman year of college and no one trusts you enough to buy you a new one.
i also apparently really like lists. damnit.
Tags: bosses, embarrassing, iphone, itunes, shoes
