i'm creepy.  sure i'll admit it.  yesterday i was so creepy that i spooked myself.  this is what happened: i had a nap.  nothing new, as you are all painfully aware of.  when i got up i went in to the living room and started working on wedding pics.  at some point during the evening i became aware of my blue star and moon glass mug (an old gift from the fat one i believe).  it was sitting on the ironing board which was out to facilitate the previous day's failed craft, and sitting right in front of my front door.  well i don't use the blue glass mug.  i drink straight from my water jug in the fridge because i live alone and i can do what i want.  as soon as this all registered i creeped myself out big time.  like did i have a visitor while i was sleeping??  two things.  1. i hope not.  and 2. i think i was sleep walking.  this would make it the 3rd suspected incident of sleep walking in my life.  also my lock was half turned.  it's like i went to the door and put down the glass mug on the ironing board and half turned the lock.  i hope i didn't go outside because frankly, i was not wearing pants. nuff said.

change is in the air.  i'm venturing out onto the path of self-improvement yet again.  signs that i'm hiking the mountain of self-betterment (did i just make that word up?  so what if i did.): a) i flossed two days in a row.  b) began a 30 day tv fast--this has already made me so much more productive! c.) participating in hydradew mask rituals.  d) fitness goals  e.) anti-napping battles waging daily.  here's to bettermentations!  betteristically yours, lauraannlivesinagarbagecan,facelikefryingpan,lookslikeaman-is-your-face-hurting-you?-well-it's-hurting-me!everseeatrainwreckinadarktunnel?did-you-know-that-cheezwhiz-is-really-barf?-noitisn't.-yes-it-is.-there's-a-man-in-a-factory-barfing-into-jars. and here's to growing up with three older brothers! and here's to tangents!  and here's to sew rite!  bye.