This has absolutely nothing to do with peanut butter. Or any food for that matter. I just looked down at my hand and realized I'm a slob. Kind of. Not really...Okay, I'm really not really a slob at all. If you know me you know that I'm the complete opposite! Apparently I just struggle with the second grade task of making a sandwich. Ugh...
Speaking of "Ugh..." today I did my laundry. Laundry day probably should have been eons ago, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Something about climbing 4 flights of stairs multiple times is never appealing. Desperate times call for desperate measures, so I caved. Should I have been near a state of panic over my laundry? Uh...YES!?! Stupid question. I have this weird thing where my underwear HAS to match what I am wearing in some way. As you can imagine, I own about every color combination and style of underwear in the universe. Except granny panties. Those break every cardinal rule ever invented. Scratch that, too broad of a generalization. 29 is the magic number here. 29 pairs of underwear. Too much information? My bad :) Some might call this excessive, I call it necessary.
I don't know when, or why this weird obsession of mine started. It's not like I walk around with my unmentionables hanging out of my pants so people see if I match or not, but it's something I have learned to deal with(Sale days at Victoria's Secret and American Eagle can be found on my calendar.) For the past week or so I have been planning my outfits around my underwear selection, hence my desperation. After coming to terms with the task at hand, I made the trip to the laundry room*stairs*, went to do homework*stairs*, transferred clothes from the washer to the dryer*stairs*, created this blog*stairs*, got my nice warm clothes out of the dryer*stairs*, and put everything in its right and proper place*stairs*.
All is now well in 3212. At least for the next 29 days...Does YOUR wardrobe keep you in shape?
Feb 28, 2011
Glittery?
Here it is, my very own blog. I guess only time will tell if blogging is all it's cracked up to be! So far, this technology thing is kicking my butt. Sure I want my blog to look cute, but seriously?! There are about a zillion options to choose from. I thought I just pick a template and then I'm good to go. But no, no, no. I have to choose fonts, colors, and positions for EVERYTHING. Me and the concepts of design and decoration have a love hate relationship. Heaven help the man who will one day share a home with me...
I love the idea of love, just sayin. If you are looking for advice on how to wrangle some guy (or girl...?) into your grasps, this probably isn't the blog for you! As much as I would like to think I know what I'm doing when it comes to boys, I really don't! They still have cooties in my book of life.
If I were to guess the top 5 things I'll post about, they would be:
1. College Adventures
2. My Family
3. College Boys
4. Boys In General
5. Life in General
The more I write, the more excited I get to blog. Who would've thought.
I love the idea of love, just sayin. If you are looking for advice on how to wrangle some guy (or girl...?) into your grasps, this probably isn't the blog for you! As much as I would like to think I know what I'm doing when it comes to boys, I really don't! They still have cooties in my book of life.
If I were to guess the top 5 things I'll post about, they would be:
1. College Adventures
2. My Family
3. College Boys
4. Boys In General
5. Life in General
The more I write, the more excited I get to blog. Who would've thought.
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