I react to things so emotionally sometimes. It makes me feel like such a girl. I don’t like it.
I went to this place called Black Dog Salvage yesterday and it was really cool. There was a desk that I want but one was $85 and the other $125. I have been wanting to build a bookshelf for my bedroom with nice bricks and pretty wood and I think I found my materials but they are about twice as much as I was hoping to pay. I’m using our old futon as my bed for now which isn’t great but is better than an air mattress. I drove by a chair on the curb last week that I really liked and I tried to shove it in my car but it was impossible. And I was sad. The next day it got rained on and ruined. Boo. I have decided that I want to go to all the thrift stores in the area and buy lots of awesomely bad paintings to fill our excess of wall space. I found a couple old framed postcards that I love and put in my room.