dear diary,
thismorning i opened and now i am tired. i decided that i have no life aside from work because today when i got home i sat in my kitchen and stared out the window for a good hour trying to figure out what to do with myself. i ended up deciding to sit for a while longer, eat some soup, and shower. now im sitting again.
im really good, right?
tootheches will be the end of me. i want starbucks. ZTARBUGZZZZZZZZ. okay bye diary!
lovebrooke