I am getting my hair done tomorrow. Yessssssah. I'm long overdue. I have split ends everywhere and stuff. I've been thinking about getting it cut again too. I don't know. Gah.
So tomorrow I have to have my pictures for the paper sent off and my story, and I also have to get my Secret Santa stuff and on Saturday I have to pack up everything and mail it. We're not leaving until Tuesday, says Mom. Whoohoo... or not.
My mom's depressed, and I want to do something beyond just cleaning up to make her feel better. I want to buy her something nice. I want to give her money. And I can't and I feel horrible about it.
But on a less depressing note: I found this and I can't stop staring. The top of the boxers peeking out above the waistband of the jeans thing kills me every. blanking. time. Add that to the fact that I'd just gotten my card from Laura and I was giggling the entire time. Hee.
So tomorrow I have to have my pictures for the paper sent off and my story, and I also have to get my Secret Santa stuff and on Saturday I have to pack up everything and mail it. We're not leaving until Tuesday, says Mom. Whoohoo... or not.
My mom's depressed, and I want to do something beyond just cleaning up to make her feel better. I want to buy her something nice. I want to give her money. And I can't and I feel horrible about it.
But on a less depressing note: I found this and I can't stop staring. The top of the boxers peeking out above the waistband of the jeans thing kills me every. blanking. time. Add that to the fact that I'd just gotten my card from Laura and I was giggling the entire time. Hee.