Go out in your house, wondering how I could get so deep, and you could still get sleep. In vain I blame my troubling on the cold air, but I can't hide that I've relied on you, like yellow does on blue.
Maybe I did something productive today in CA, but all I remember is volunteering to roll the dough out and getting in trouble for not doing it right. I was so nervous. The day was as planned, except sleepier. I'm going up an hour earlier tonight, just because I'm a tad bored and need to start rereading my driver's manual. Damn. If I drive about two hours a day, I could be done my hours by next Friday. Very unrealistic. But I'm giving it an honest effort. I am. I will do this, I swear it to you. And I'm fighting for insurance, becuase I found 500$ worth of checks in my room a few days ago. SWEET. All ready to pay bills.
I drove to the mall, and did some shopping. Which was great. I got a very warm sweatshirt, and new pj pants, and a bunch of undies, and gloves. I'm so excited for tomarrow. I don't want to get anything dirty, I'm such a messy eater. I also have a lot of new shirts from my cousin's cousin. But she recently lost weight and these shirts are too big for her. They are larges, I am a small. It's troublesome, they are nice shirts. Then of course I dripped some sort of chicken sauce all over one and felt like such an idiot. Hopefully my mom can get the stains out.
Oh, and I have about 22 hours, at this point. I neeeeed so many more, it feels like I'm running in place.