I'm a Klut_OW!!!!!

Still trying to figure out my room as I go along. Almost everything fits perfectly, and I say 'almost' because I shifted an entire bookshelf only to find out that it's too wide and had to put everything back at like past midnight. And the weirdest thing is that I measured it, and the height fit perfectly too! Luckily, my chest of drawers fit exactly right. Only thing is, it's so flimsy that I have to reallocate everything. I think I might attempt to fix up my table today, and reconfigure the layout (yet again).

On to other things, I've no lecture in the later part of the day. Everyone heave a sigh of relief now. That module is a real pain in the butt! On the other hand, there's tutorial tomorrow and still no instructions.

Daddy brought the cat to the vet this morning because he's been having pee troubles again. I hope nothing's wrong ): oh, he's back now... but without Cat ): ): ): apparently Cat has crystals in his pee-knees which is why he couldn't urinate. They've sedated him and drained his urine, and are keeping him under observation till later in the afternoon. Poor dear. The cause appears to be his diet. I've been telling Daddy to cook fish for him but he just keeps (over)feeding him dry food. I feel like a terrible mistress.

Spent a leisurely hour perusing friends' blogs and it pains me how much of my composition skills have been lost. I want a blog that indites pleasure, but right now it feels kind of blunt and unwitty and literal and uninspired. It's just been a mass of words because I haven't had time (or motivation) to do anything fashion related, droning on and on endlessly about the mundaneness of it all. (Prime example right here, innit.)

Anyway, the reason for the title is that I've been sharing some of my boyf's karma and banging into things all over the place (doesn't help that his clumsiness results in infliction of pain on me as well). I even got burnt making pancakes yesterday and this morning, the blister-which-rose-0.5cm-above-my-arm ripped free of flesh that was holding it back. STUNG LIKE SHIET>>> /: hopped around the toilet this morning waggling my hand about like it helped. Now it's glistening like a sick e09mdk. Gross.

GOSSIP GIRL WILL BE BACK TOMORROW. Hurrah.

Don't you just love Blair Waldorf/Leighton Meester? So gorgeous.


xoxo


(Photos from Google)