I'm reaching an all time low with ideas of how to make money. I just listed some of my old handbags on craigslist. Thinking about walking dogs... banging on people's doors to demand that I babysit their children. This is true entrepreneurship.
There's been a steady drizzle today. The kind where all you wanna do is sink underneath your covers and sleep until the next ice age rolls around. [And then sleep summore, because who wants to be awake during an ice age?] I should do some dishes, throw in some laundry... vacuum, clean my room, put on some people clothes... Oh my.
On the other foot, I'm reading a really great book. It's called A Separate Peace by John Knowles. I recommend it.
Who has a car they wanna give me for free?
My brother is blasting The Killers and singing along loudly.
Pleh. Maybe I'll write more later, but I need to go be responsible and stuff.
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