Last weekend I discovered that I really truly am a small again for realz. I fit into my old size 4 Ralph Lauren Polo jean shorts from. Uh. Middle school? Suffice it to say, they're older than low-rise.
Consequently, most of my jeans don't fit me properly anymore. And the one pair that did is at the parents' house getting hemmed because I'm a loser who can't hem her own clothing and my legs are too short for every pair of pants I ever buy ever.
Things I did today:
Spent too much money on clothes/@ Whole Foods—yeah, I needed the new jeans. I didn't actually need the thong underwear from Victoria's Secret or the ridiculously overpriced white tea. Or the Avril issue of Blender.
Actually, fuck that. My soul needed the Avril issue of Blender.
ETA: Oh my god, this is the most comfortable thong I have ever owned. So never buying thongs from Old Navy EVER AGAIN.
Got my requisite six miles of walking in. Or was it seven? Something. I walked a whole damn lot.
Things to do tonight:
Ask people for money—by which I mean start doing something about that whole San Francisco AIDS Walk I decided to participate in.
Ask people for money—by which I mean do some light job hunting on craigslist.
E-mail the guy downstairs about possibly recording/practicing on his piano while he is at work in exchange for dogsitting his girlfriend's pomeranians, since I'm apparently never awake and verbal enough to call him when he is home from work and taking calls.
Work on that whole nocturnal thing I have going on. It's starting to get inconvenient. See above.
Things to do tomorrow:
Apartment hunting.
Registering for a summer course.
Now I'm going to call
natilathehun and make her tell me more beautiful stories.
Consequently, most of my jeans don't fit me properly anymore. And the one pair that did is at the parents' house getting hemmed because I'm a loser who can't hem her own clothing and my legs are too short for every pair of pants I ever buy ever.
Things I did today:
Spent too much money on clothes/@ Whole Foods—yeah, I needed the new jeans. I didn't actually need the thong underwear from Victoria's Secret or the ridiculously overpriced white tea. Or the Avril issue of Blender.
Actually, fuck that. My soul needed the Avril issue of Blender.
ETA: Oh my god, this is the most comfortable thong I have ever owned. So never buying thongs from Old Navy EVER AGAIN.
Got my requisite six miles of walking in. Or was it seven? Something. I walked a whole damn lot.
Things to do tonight:
Ask people for money—by which I mean start doing something about that whole San Francisco AIDS Walk I decided to participate in.
Ask people for money—by which I mean do some light job hunting on craigslist.
E-mail the guy downstairs about possibly recording/practicing on his piano while he is at work in exchange for dogsitting his girlfriend's pomeranians, since I'm apparently never awake and verbal enough to call him when he is home from work and taking calls.
Work on that whole nocturnal thing I have going on. It's starting to get inconvenient. See above.
Things to do tomorrow:
Apartment hunting.
Registering for a summer course.
Now I'm going to call
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Date: 2007-05-24 02:20 pm (UTC)Hee.
Back from class. Dead. Will listen to more FOB later.
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Date: 2007-05-24 11:46 pm (UTC)umm. yeah. I just wanted to share my excitement about finally finding jeans that fit. :D
now I will stop leeching the neighbor's internet.