glamour.

that’s not a song lyric in my title. it is simply what is missing from everyday life. when i was in college, i seem to recall folding my clean laundry….i don’t anymore. i use the same 3 shirts that i wore last week, just on different days so my co workers don’t catch on.  i wash dishes, but that’s because with a dishwasher, i have no excuse.  i often get up and go to work within 10 minutes of each other, which means the bed is the same state of disheveled when i get home that it was when i first hit the alarm clock with a little more vehemence than necessary. my bedside table, littered (for sure) with many good reads, a few decent movies and my journal also houses kleenex, 4 different colors of nail polish, nail polish remover, melatonin, two different lotions a pile of cds on which my computer is backed up, the scissors, two flash drives, assorted writing utensils and several receipts.  not that it’s particularly messy, but it’s no martha stewart.  my living room is very well tended, but my bedroom looks significantly like i don’t bother.

i finished christmas shopping. it wasn’t hard. there aren’t that many of us, and i don’t have the money for the rest of the people i wish i could buy for.  i do need to vacuum, find places for all the books that i have read recently but haven’t filed properly. i think i should win for most eclectic taste in reading. i shall have to inform you all of it soon.

i love you all.