woke up due to heat. my room is a turkey roaster.. gobble gobble. turning the air on is like burning money, but i think my boobs are melting off. i've been exceptionally bitchy lately and i can see it. but i'm so pissed off and upset about other things in my life that i can't express, that snapping because the kitchen isn't being taken care of the right way is the only outlet i have. my sleep schedule has been officially discombobulated. thats my own fault. i ran around the house. closed on the window, so it's only a matter of time before my room cools off, and maybe a new and improved me will come out of it in the morning.
rar.. rarr!
--lola
rar.. rarr!
--lola
Turn the air on!! Everything will improve.............