i thought it was wednesday.
my mom never buys anything at the estate sales she taks me to, it makes me feel bad. so i gave her this funky ric-rac-ed yardstick holder. she just did a ridiculus Nadya Suleman impression...spot-on.
-3 spools thread
-5 outfits
-2 pillows
-5 patterns
-1 face bucket full of laundry detergent
i just pigged out on some pudding and cereal, and now i dont feel like doing much 'cept for napping.
agreements/disagreements...who cares?
out wit the old, in with the new.
actually
out with the new, in with the old.
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