Lazy.

that's me. no excuses, and all i have to say about myself.

my car is broken, but instead of riding around with my parents to look for a new one or browsing for one on craigslist, i'm looking at clothes online. i have no intention of buying anything i look at, because i am the total epitome of a cheapskate.

espn is on because my dad turned the tv from what i was kind of watching (but not really) in the background. i hate sports. but the remote is like six feet away...

i'd love to go shopping, but i should probably save money for a car. real reason, though, is because it's cold and dark outside and i would rather not drive a huge pickup truck to tj maxx.

feet are chilly...socks to accompany my slippers? would make too much sense.

nowhere to rest my arms while i type...actually, i don't know what to do about that one.




ack, the wind sounds like a wizard of oz tornado...and the chairs are sliding around on the back deck. sounds awful. this late fall and oncoming of winter are making me grumpy. too much cold way too quickly. maybe i'm just grumpy because we completely skipped over my favorite time of the year.

i mean, i'm a world-class complainer, but is it so crazy that i had hoped for a nice birthday?

october went by in a blink, like it always does, but this year, the leaves went straight from green to brown. the ground turned crunchy without getting slippery first, and the hayrides lost their magic (along with my commitment to watching hocus pocus at least twice in one week and spending more than 15 minutes putting my costume on).

no one likes to be overshadowed--at least, i don't think they do. i had always enjoyed having my birthday on an otherwise already fun day...kind of ensured that if my special day sucked, i had a back-up plan. this year, it was kind of the reason for last-minute preparations and afterthoughts. plus, it pretty made for the fact that everyone else in the world had a better day than i did. can't win, i guess.

i wish this blizzard wind would stop. it doesn't sound real. nothing real sounds that fascinating.