I’m onto cup 4 of coffee. I do not want any peanut butter pie! Maybe I’m cured.
Uh oh…. bowels are awake…
What just took place could easily be categorized as one of the scariest occurrences ever. Maybe I should do a tour of my home because I think I just expelled a demon.
Side note: My house is actually haunted. I received a ghost when I bought Derpy.
He’s a young male who likes to bang on walls and appear while I’m sleeping because he’s a dick and knows it wakes me up. He has spoken to me very briefly. The interaction went as such….
Him: Caaaandiccccce.
Me: what, dude?! It’s motherfing 1am. For fuc@ sake.
Him: Big ol smile then dissipation.
Now that I’ve had a pot of coffee it’s onto my morning rituals. I do the same thing every morning because I’m a bit OC and I need my routine to make me feel as though I am “normal”.
Can anybody guess what the next step is?
Next step is figuring out what I’m going to wear. This next step will either make or break my day. Sounds silly but you try trying on an outfit that doesn’t fit and then doing that 5 more times until you realize that nothing you want to wear fits!
Next step, curlers come out and we begin the transformation of quasi attractive to tolerable.
I’m going to eat a responsible breakfast now. Something with egg whites and kale or some other disgustingly healthy additive.
And, like always, Chaos has to pee at the exact moment I sit down to eat.
I know today is going to be an interesting day because I saw both 4:44 and 5:55 this morning. For those of you who don’t know what that means, they are called angel numbers. Look it up and learn yo self.
I’m thinking it’s time for some creative inspiration. I’ll get back to you all after these commercials….
Just A Girl In A Whirl 