hellcatjustine

sunday fucking night.

Work tomorrow, and lots of stuff afterwards. Busy is good, right?

I'm off on Wednesday, and we are going to start packing for the move then. Then it really begins.

Our bed is now broken, so now we have a mattress on the floor. I feel so ghetto, but I like to sit on it while I have my grape drink.

My mister needs to reactivate his account. It makes me sad to see him gray...


blah blah blah.

more later maybe.