Anyway...RHS is TOMORROW...well Saturday essentially, but I'm not going to sleep before it after tonight so it's tomorrow. Gooooodddddd freaking out! IT WILL BE AWESOME! *bounces*
I keep wanting cars. Because they're pretty. The next time I mention that I want a car, can someone remind me what happens half the time I walk down the stairs? Because ending up on my arse is much different if I happened to be behind the wheel of a car. I am not careful. I should not operate heavy machinery. That goes for cranes, cement mixers, and for some reason...any kind of iPod. I know. Not heavy machinery, but they tend to fall apart in my hands. iRiver for the WIN!