Sunday in The Story

It's 3:54, I have so much to do, and as usual, I have no idea of whether or not it is going to get done because I am seemingly not in control of my own actions * eyeroll *.

My suitcase is still sitting on the armchair in the corner. I have old storage cubes I used in the New York apartment just sort of sitting around stacked on top of each other - I don't know if I am going to use them here or not. The coffee table is piled with the trinkets which filled my old apartment that don't quite fit in here. I have random piles of summer clothes on the floor that need to be put away somewhere and for some reason there is a boxed bottle of tabasco sauce on the floor as well. On the couch next to me there is my GRE book, phone, a snickers wrapper, a green and orange Ireland jacket that I never wear and don't know what it's doing in my immediate reach, and on the arm of the sofa, my iPad sits. God damn it I've been planning to sell that thing for ages. I don't want to sell it but I also don't really use it and if I don't make any money it's my only way of getting back to New York for my birthday.

My mom is a horrible decorator. Her style is just put everything you have on the walls no matter what it is as long as you find a spot for it and whatever trinkets you have just place them on any surface available. I wish she would let me re-do the place. Did I mention we have brown shag carpet? Who did that? Who said "I want brown shag carpet?" Who EVER said that?

Of course I can do what I want with my old room, but right now the floor is burried under piles of GOD DAMNED WIRE HANGERS * beats something * And I haven't re-done it and organized still. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. My messy surroundings are driving me nuts yet I can't seem to do anything about it.

I need a cigarette.

On a more positive note, today is another gorgeous fall day. The trees in the backyard look absolutely splendid. I need to do more fall-ish type things.

My friend Ryan had invited me over today to make "lasagna cupcakes". I didn't ask what that entails. I'm more in the mood to make these:

We'll see if that happens! (It probably wont)

Aw damn! There's me being negative again. You see, it comes so naturally to me I need to work hard to be positive.

YES I WILL MAKE WITCH CUPCAKES!!! :D

Ok maybe that was a bit too much.

Alright well, I am off to a 50's themed restaurant to meet my step-sister, her husband, and their baby. Do you call them a step-niece? If we were closer, I wouldn't bother with the whole "step" thing. But it feels a little weird to say "my sister" and "my brother in-law" and "my niece". Maybe one day.

Stay classy,

LB