I finished that duct-tape bag that's been lying around without a strap since way before xmas break...
Bag in action(and yeah, I look bad, but way too lazy to take another picture)
I'm not sure if I want it now. Which is kind of annoying. Maybe I'll put it up on ebay.
His Gregariousness called on Saturday. In an Eeyore mood. While I was shopping with Lydia. Conversation went something like...
"Hey"(in mumbly tone all dragged out, I think "oh CRAP there's no way this'll turn out happy")
"What're you doing?" (mumbly tone continued)
"Shopping with Lydia..."
"Oo-h. Do you want me to go?" (tone continued...)
"Yup, 'cause I'm busy"
"Okay, bye" *click*
Haven't spoken since. Kinda nice.
I really really really hope it snows enough to get us out of school. I've noticed; vacations are not good for my work ethic. I get back to school and I'm just not motivated, bored, don't want to be there, and can't stop thinking of things I'd rather be doing instead. And keep wanting to find excuses to go home. It's going to take another two weeks before I get used to things again, I think.