5. The only person around to hear my really good burps is me. And, I totally laugh at them.
4. I’m quickly realizing how disgusting I am, and that was before I became less motivated to clean up after myself.
3. Finding stuff that isn’t yours.*
2. Realizing that your laundry has a more active social life than you do.**
1. Talking to my cats more often than not.
* I moved about six weeks ago, and I still have several boxes to unpack. One of the boxes that I finally finished up this morning (because I finished selling off my CD collection as of 1:40 p.m. today) had items that don’t belong to me.
**Seriously, what’s up with the random tagalongs I find after using the building’s laundry facilities? Stupid fancy looking underwear, I should never have bought you. You’re just asking for it with your bright colors and bold patterns…
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