Lala (lalablue) wrote,
Lala
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You could have been me



Nicked from nearly everyone on my friends list.

A - Accent: Somewhere between Bostonian and proper english

B - Breast size: I'll tell you that they're D's, but that's it.

C - Chore you hate: bringing my shopping in

D - Dad's name: Nicholas

E - Essential make-up item: eyeliner

F - Favorite perfume/cologne: none

G - Gold or silver: silver

H - Hometown: Worcester, Mass USA

I - Insomnia: I get about 3-4 hours a night

J - Job title: Customer service (for the next two weeks at least)

L - Living arrangements: Apartment. Alone. Yup. *sighs*

M - Mum's birthplace: Worcester (I think- Bad daughter)

N - Number of apples you've eaten: 1 day for the past few days

O - Overnight hospital stays: 3 medical and 2 psychiatric. (shut up)

P - Phobia: driving in the snow

Q - Quest: to find another job

R - Religious affiliation: none

S - Siblings: older brother

T - Time you wake up: If I could sleep all day, I would.

U - Unnatural hair colors you've worn: Blue, purple, fushia, This orange color I had last winter.

V - Vegetable you refuse to eat: mushrooms

W - Worst habit: smoking

X - X-rays you've had: pretty much everything, legs, arms, head, chest, hips

Y - Yummy foods you make: chicken noodle & rice soup (carb lovers heaven)

Z - Zodiac sign: aries




So it's Thursday. It was extremely foggy today. I could feel the humidity just sitting in the air. Heavy but coldly refreshing. And that's the weather.

Sharlene and Sean are gonna be moving. They found a nice apartment in Worcester. Which is closer. Maybe I'll get to see them more outside of work now. Sharlene was so excited. Which was nice cause she got so pissed off yesterday. That's the gossip.

Today we had the unemployment people come in to work today. They do this seminar type thing, explain benefits, and steps that are needed, yadda yadda yadda. It was informative. That's the news

Here are the happenings. I did a bit of cleaning around the house tonight. Mostly the kitchen table. Everything always ends up on the kitchen table.

And for tomorrow. It'll be Friday. I get to go food shopping. I was gonna go tonight, but with the fog, I'd rather not.
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