I'm not holding out, really. Ok, well I am. Kind of. But you see? It's just not the same when you don't have photos to go with what you are thinking. It's true what they say - a photo really does say more than however many words.
So that means I have to wait to tell you about my favorite corner in my kitchen, which is so perfect, but not so explainable...
I have to wait to show you all my plants and photos that make my little apartment home - which I know that it is turning into, because I sleep longer. As in, don't want to get up when the alarm goes off...a good sign, but also not good, for the fact that I do have to go to class every morning at ten Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, and nine Monday and Friday.
I have to wait to show you all my perfect photos that I just had printed today - from Brighton and Amsterdam and Greece - some of which are Katie Bug's lovely work. And they are lovely. And they look lovely on my little plaster walls. I was so excited about them that I whipped them out while I was still shopping, which may or may not have been a mistake because I barely held out crying til I got to Starla, the car.
Soon, my dears, soon. The battery charger is soon to be on its way. I can feel it way down, somewhere near my gizzards. Ha. Haha. Ha. To be honest, I'm not exactly sure what gizzards are, except that chickens have them, and you can eat them if you want....I don't want.
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