And on V’s last note
Guess what I ate for breakfast. Oh, no, I don’t have a picture. An apple turnover with fresh and delicious apples and cinnamon in a flakey dough taco shell. I love this freaking bakery. Good thing my butt is still fairly skinny despite my daily morning trips for treats.
Today is yet another fun day of painting. Though it will be for my fancy pants new room. I am quite excited. I thought about painting half the wall red, and half white, but instead might go for half the walls red, and the other halves white.
Oh my, the fun that awaits me. Home Depot for rods. I still have the most obnoxious amount of clothing you can imagine. But this time it will be organized, frisky, and available for display, taking up approximately 20 feet of wall space. I can fill that shit in tight, I am just that talented.
You just cannot wait to see this place. I will post pictures…it’s seriously dope, an adjective I never ever use.
So yeah. It’s getting later. And the painting won’t do itself, I do know that.
Post tha pitchas Francissssssssss….
I am molesting you.
I actually did end up being able to take a shit.
Right after I posted my need to take a shit.
But I was constipated for a good hour this morning, and it totally sucked.
And then…
THE FECES EMERGED.
FECES.
Fecal matter
Poor Feces of Francine.
I hope you gave them a good talking to FRancis.
I heart you.
FRANCISSSS!!!!
let me know if you come across any clothing that you don’t think is yours.