Friday, June 17, 2011

Day 111: I HATE PACKING

And of course I am doing all the packing for the beach trip because Max is a man and I'm OCD and everything has a place that it has to go in. AND I DON'T NEED ANY BULLSHIT, so I decided to pack. I am already pissed at myself, the suitcase, the towels and the sunscreen. The towels are too big and now I don't know whether I should take them out of the bag or just leave them in the bag and use another bag for whatever I can't fit in my camo bag and the sunscreen I'm indecisive on where to put it. I'm also indecisive on how many outfits I should pack. And I'm pissed because I can't find all of my sexy panties. AND I NEED MY SEXY PANTIES. I'm only missing one pair, and it's one of the blue ones. AND THAT'S MAX'S FAVORITE COLOR. And I keep thinking I'm forgetting something and I need to make some cds. and I need to do a whole bunch of other prep work. And I need to figure out what shoes I'm taking and I need to get my nails done. I HAVE TO BE PRETTY FOR MAX. DO YOU KNOW HOW IMPORTANT IT IS TO BE PRETTY FOR YOUR FIANCEE??? VERY. FUCKING. IMPORTANT. And I need to take Makeup. And I need to decide how the hell I'm packing my laptop because I don't have a stinking case for it because I'm broke all the damn time. I HAVE SO MUCH STUFF TO DO.


When I move out, that day is going to suck. ass.

1 comment:

  1. I have several laptop cases, dear. Swing by the farm and I'll let you take one.

    ~Tracy (Yes, I have like a million LJ accounts)

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