So I did all my washing, and rather than fold it up and put it away, I left it in a big pile on my rug. If you came into my room you'd think "That's a big pile of washing". Unless you were a cat.
Then you would think "That, right there, is a bed."
A comfy bed.
For me.
And all my hair.
Hence, I'm doing half of my washing again. Also My PC decided to have some kind of episode, which I've just spent about an hour fixing. Life can be tough in the sunshine state.
I got some wireless headphones, so I can put music on super loud late at night and get retarded round the room without waking the house up.
This weekend, I have mostly been getting sunburnt.
Then you would think "That, right there, is a bed."
A comfy bed.
For me.
And all my hair.
Hence, I'm doing half of my washing again. Also My PC decided to have some kind of episode, which I've just spent about an hour fixing. Life can be tough in the sunshine state.
I got some wireless headphones, so I can put music on super loud late at night and get retarded round the room without waking the house up.
This weekend, I have mostly been getting sunburnt.
Wireless head phones huh, that sounds really cool!
Well. I don't know if that's his actual mental process, but that's what it feels like. I've gone through three vacuums in two years. It's madness.