Hard work makes me fuckin' exhausted.
Aug. 26th, 2010 11:31 pmSo, I've been undertaking the mammoth task of cleaning my room this past week or so. Since the Lyrica (and the new gorgeous fellow) I've found both the energy and the motivation to clean the fuckin' thing. Tina helped me make a start, and once I followed her lead and got a process going, it was easy from there. Move out large stuff, sort through junk, sweep, move to next part of the room. Basically, I worked at it piece by piece. I'd already sorted through all my papers, so I didn't have to do that, just put them in special files I bought for them.
What I really want to do is find places for all my art stuff. I'll have to sort through the old writing desk full of crap. Once I've done that, I can find places for things.
Argh, my arms are sore. From lifting shit. I am seeing Daniel again tomorrow, we're going op shopping in Freo. So I gotta gets me some sleep! After my facebook games, o'course.
What I really want to do is find places for all my art stuff. I'll have to sort through the old writing desk full of crap. Once I've done that, I can find places for things.
Argh, my arms are sore. From lifting shit. I am seeing Daniel again tomorrow, we're going op shopping in Freo. So I gotta gets me some sleep! After my facebook games, o'course.
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Date: 2010-08-27 03:40 am (UTC)