octagon

Our house has a neverending mountain of dirty dishes. When we moved in, we somehow accumulated four sets of dishes and glasses, so we can go for a long time without cleaning anything. It gets even worse with the fact that we have six people who basically live in a three person house. I'm only bitching though cause I don't notice it so much during school, but no I have to take care of it. It probably wouldn't be such a bad idea though for us to get rid of our surplus, so that all we have is what will fit in the two drying racks. I feel like such a housewife right now, thinking this much about dishes. Next thing you know I'm going to be worrying about my laundry or something. I already worry about my boyfriend getting a job more than is healthy. We're such an old married couple. It's kinda funny. I really hope he gets this job that he's interviewing for tomorrow.

I started a book yesterday. Reading fiction os so much fun, especially Hermann Hesse. I wish I could talk to him cause I already feel like I've crawled in his head and wiggled around a bit, and I just want to ask him what he ate for dinner. Maybe what color his socks were.