I’m wearing, today, the first skirt I ever made. First article of clothing I ever made, really. It’s a black skirt out of some really stiff fabric and, even though it was made to fit highschool me, it still fits me perfectly. Whether this means I was wearing really large clothing in highschool or that I haven’t gained any weight since highschool has yet to be determined.
I may have a dinner date this evening if I can beat out the bids from Those Boys, though at this point I’m sort of counting on having a night of cleaning, organizing, and working. It’s not that I’m less interesting that those boys, it’s just that they were all single dudes together for years before I came along and ruined it.
Not to mention the fact that since then the other two of these three conservatives have started dating liberals too and they all think it’s the end of the world.
I didn’t get to sleep last night until 2a thanks to a mind that just couldn’t settle down. Insomnia is apparently a family issue, but it’s been some time since I’ve had any trouble with it. Maybe I’m overly caffeinated or something.