today was promising. I don't know what happened. sorry, miles.
one of these days, I am calling into work.
no, really.
I never have, and I take everyone else's shifts (like for s, tomorrow, at 5:30 AM.) I'm so mad at myself for agreeing to this masochism.
because now I can't even go to the craft fair. I am going to miss the homemade soap.
and, keeping in theme, a hairpin has lodged itself beneath the arrow keys on my laptop. I have no idea how that even happens.
ash @ 10:40 PM