If You're Gonna Piss Me Off At Least Bother To Punctuate.

Ok you know what? My gramma is coming over with her maid in T-minus... 4 hours and 17 minutes, approximately, to clean my apartment because I am a SLOB. The only problem is there are cigarette butts all over the place, there is a rat loose somewhere within the depths of my closet (I managed to trap her in my room so it would be easier to catch her and release her outside later) and the entire apartment harbours random fungi and an array of questionable particles and stains. SO of course I am going to give it a preliminary clean before she arrives.

It is currently 4:20 am. Layne promised to come over and help me clean but he bailed on me at the last minute, and when I egrieged at him via text message all he could come up with was "Im sorry" and he didn't even bother to punctuate! Grarh!

The only entertaining thing about today was my texting session with Irena!

Her: My phone auto corrected Anna to bomb, maybe Byck ould be auto corrected to shell! Haha I'm so lame!

Me: (somewhere along the lines of "Haha", and then most likely changed the subject)

*three hours later*

Me: (sitting at Carl's Jr waiting for my takeaway order to arrive and going through texts from earlier) OMG babe I just got that bomb shell joke!

Seriously I am such a blonde lately. When I heard about the Haiti earthquake I was like "NOOOOO!! HAWAIII!!! Oh, it's not Hawaii. NOOOOOO!!! TAHITIII!!! Oh, it's not Tahiti. It's somewhere I've never heard of. Eh." *shrugs*

Most of you might not know this, but I tend to make a huge fool of myself around people I fancy. It's amazing. I could be giving the most kickass speech on like, world poverty or whatever, and you put an attractive person in the front row and I'll start raving about how men and fish can live together in perfect harmony. Seriously.

I would love to stay and blog about whatever random things have been amusing me recently but I now only have 4 hours and 5 minutes left until my gramma arrives, so I'm gonna get up, put on some shorts and start picking up trash or whatever it is this "cleaning" involves. Sigh.


PS: I has new hairz.