Listening to music all day at the store gave me two great ideas:
The first one, I guess, is to never listen to Sam Roberts again.
The second is to make a mix CD that's incredibly awkward to listen to with others. The first track would be Fabulous Muscles. After that I really have nothing. I feel that this opening track is strong enough in the awkward area, though, that I am really onto something.
So today, while not thinking about hilariously bad social situations I could put myself into, I started cleaning out my room and preparing for moving out - in like, 10 days. I hauled out a big bag of clothes and now I have to move onto fiddly things like old homework. Man, being a packrat is a pain. Moving out is scary.
Tomorrow I am going to the dentist and also the hairdresser! An exciting day all around, like my own personal episode of EXTREME MAKEOVER. And after that, who knows? Maybe I'll do laundry? Maybe I'll read a book? Play adventure games? Bake a cake? Write my stupid article? The possibilities are endless because I will not be selling jewellery! I'm practically kicking up my heels!