listening to old school nelly furtado this morning was fab but couldn't distract me from the fact that i was coming here.
i keep staring at my window, and you know what's outside it? a brick wall. nice.
my boyfriend doesn't believe this blog exists. plus he thinks i will only write in it for three days and then get bored. incorrect, sir. incorrect.
though i don't seem to have much to say today. i will say that i attempted to clean my shower walls last night with my wet swiffer and it was a hilarious failure.
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