I've written pages upon pages trying to rid you from my bones

It's raining... boo, just as we had the sun out yesterday and all.

I went to Mervyn's yesterday and got two shirts... they're both peasant-y style, one green and one red-pinkish. They're pretty cute. Now that I've got them, all I need is the right weather to wear them in. They didn't have many clothes I was interested in. There were these kinda neat quilted jackets, but the pink one was way too much. I wish they'd had black. (The only other colors were a lime green, and a few patterned ones.)

As much as it injured me to do so, I didn't let myself buy a purse. And they had so many great ones! Polka dots... and they had some super-cute Dickies messenger bags. And get this weird bit of news: I went by Target and didn't get anything. Gasp! But I went back to Raley's (I'd gone the day before, Thursday) to get some more of this "Romance FiXations" stuff by Upper Canada Soap. I'd bought some hand cream on Thursday... it's jasmine and neroli scented and oh my god, I have never smelled anything better. And so yesterday I bought the body butter. Mmm... stick me in a room with that stuff, and food, and I'll never need to come out.

There's some zucchini in the fridge that should be cooked today... I think there's enough for me to do a quiche and have some for the orzo salad. I think I actually dreamed about the salad last night, and eating the bell pepper in it. Yum.

There's way too much sweet stuff in my room right now. I still have a bunch of Christmas candy left over, cashew brittle from See's, and a pack of French Vanilla Milano cookies.

Right now I'm listening to a bunch of MP3's that I never listen to... just because I hate when I make a mix CD, then later hear a song that would've been perfect for it if I'd known how it went.

I've continued with my cleaning efforts around my room. I managed to clear out enough space in my closet to put my laundry hamper in there. This involved:

- Moving stack of games from closet floor to closet shelf, after:
- Moving (aerobic) step risers from closet shelf to under my bed.

I had to dust off my step hella bad... how embarrassing.

Earlier I used some of the cucumber facial stuff from Avon/Mark... and the smell of it is just ugh. I swear I can still smell it, but it may just be this surprisingly unpleasant lotion with cocoa butter, also from Avon. I'm not sure what this is supposed to smell like, but it's not very good. At least it was cheap. (Well, maybe the smell is why it's so cheap.)

I'm going to go type up a dream I had last night... it was at a haunted house that may have also been a school and/or hotel. Which makes sense because I started reading "The Shining" again. Eep.