Sat, May. 11
... I'm a bad, bad person
I'm Oy. My house is a mess. Not a pigsty, moldy, stinky, bad socks kind of mess, but just kinda cluttered, and the kitchen table needs to be wiped, and the dishes need to be done, and the bathroom needs cleaning, and things like that, and it just feels gross. I feel like a bad housekeeper, but to be honest, I just haven't had the time to do it. Whenever I've been home in the past few days, I've been sleeping. Seriously. I haven't even been on the internet, to speak of. I mean, I've checked my email and stuff, but I haven't been spending unhealthy amounts of time on here, wasting it.
I have to go grocery shopping, too. It almost seems pointless, though, because I'm eating at home so little these days... it's kind of a vicious cycle, though. I have food that I can eat, if I want to cook. But if I want something to take with me, or something fast, I don't have that. So, I eat at the mall when I'm at work, and a lot of times, I end up going out for meals with friends, and I just don't need to eat at home.
And speaking of never being home, I have to get to work now. Bleah. Oh well... suck it up, princess. Later.
infinite || abyss
posted at 3:37 p.m.