Mi Casa Su Casa

Me and Ria on Glee marathon.

I have never felt this exhausted. I don't even know if exhausted is the right word. What I'm feeling now is a combination of a lot of factors that culminate into a montage of me walking home, kicking my shoes off, quickly dressing into a t-shirt and tiny shorts, and maybe reading a magazine or a graphic novel before I go to sleep.

Our condo is a disaster area, well as you probably figure out in the picture above. Roomie doesn't want to sleep above the deck so she instead puts her mattress on the floor beside my bed. We have around 3 weeks worth of laundry still in their plastic bags that have yet to be sorted and placed into our cabinets. I couldn't be bothered. But I should though. Being independent kinda sucks.

P.S. Thanks for the cheesecake and pictures Kuchi. Goodtimes!