One picture per day.
I slept through the day, mostly because I took my pill way too late, but partially because I think I really needed the rest. And she absolutely backed me up on that. Which is absolutely why I adore her.
Handwritten page no. 73, in this somewhat personalized epic of, well, epic proportions. I’m writing this, not just for myself, but for someone else who is incredibly important to me. She knows who she is.
My mother’s Christmas tree. What you can’t see is that the cat is eating the back of it.
I got one turntable and a laptop. And yes, they talk to one another.
Sold back five textbooks, which cost upwards of $350, and got $80. Also, if anyone is in the market for a college algebra textbook, let me know. We can work something out.
I honestly look like I got into a fight with my cat. Except… I don’t have a cat.
If you can do this, you get me.