spazzatron

I really really want to work in a coffe shop. I want to be a barista and wear a black apron and ask whether or not the drinks are iced. It's a fantasy!

I need to clean out my empty ex-room. I no longer use it since I no longer live in the house where it is. I need to finish the wreckage and then clean it up. My hair was putting up a good fight with frizz this morning, but since I chose sides, the frizz lost and now my hair is sraight. I have fully glossed lips, and I have my eyes all done up, but I have nothing to do except work tonight.

My nephews are awesome. The oldest is grounded for punching a kid in the back and getting a suspension from school. The 2nd was freaking out earlier because he got a paperclip stuck in his foot and he was bleeding. The 3rd beeps at old men in stores. The youngest smiles and laughs at me whenever I eat. He thinks it's great, and then he cries because he's hungry.

Lola is homeless... her aging case has finally gone to case heaven. Broke last night while I was with Jeremy.

I love him so much. He's so supportive of my dreams of being a barista. I love that he's so great to me. He'd be behind any decision I made. If I woke up and decided to be a lesbian, he'd be supportive.

That's the guy I want to spend the rest of my life with... hey Jeremy... do you wanna get married?