a drunk carrying around a big book.

so today was okay i guess. cracked my lip but that was the worst of it. did a ton of laundry. looking at flights back home. going to visit for a week since i have the time. want to see my mom. i also want to see how the bay area makes me feel after six months. very excited to eat everything though. ca def has better food in my opinion.

i was rummaging through my purse and at the bottom was the little blue big book. i think that is insane since i would have it with me when i would get plastered in midtown after work. what a fucking joke. what if someone found that? sad really.

vacay.

getting ready & pulling an all nighter so that i can hopefully sleep on the plane. my two week east coast vacation starts now. my sister is a flight attendant so i’ll be offered a million free drinks on the plane. i’ll also be seeing multiple best friends that just a year ago knew the “normal drinker” me. so the “i’ve told you i have a drinking problem, don’t be a dick” me will be up and ready. i bleached the kitchen up and down and it looks beautiful. this is what i expect when i get home. i start summer school (4, 5 hour long classes a week) the next day so as long as my roommate respects my wishes all will be well when i get home. i need this vacay. it also always makes me appreciate san francisco and how different/awesome it is from the east coast. i’ve been starting to take my situation for granted. oh, and speaking of my wonderful situation, rent just went up 90 bucks. thanks google. 😛

i plan on getting a new canon rebel at b and h when i get to nyc. photos to come.