Here I am

In my room. Indie music playing. Ready to clean. Gotta get it done...... *sigh*
I'm just not feeling it. I was all ready to, too. Then my class was canceled and I got caught up with Keith and the monitor arrived and grandma called and I finished reading the other blog I was into...

...I don't wanna clean my room. I like to pretend that if I leave our mess then he's not really gone again. His socks and t-shirts are all over. Our Christmas goodies are stashed everywhere. And now the gigantic compy screen is laying on my bed...he's gotta come get that, right?
sidenote: I decided that when we have our own place someday, we will get pans that fit into the sink so that I can soak them. Today's dish-washing was such a pain.

oh and I suck at lighting matches. I got a new candle, but the matches in the little matchbook I had just won't light for me. :/ maybe I'll borrow some decent wood ones from grandma tonight until I can buy myself a lighter thing.
wait! I did it! After about a 1/2 a book of matches (4 of which ended up lit but dropped into the candle before they were able to do anything) I got the candlewick lit and then promptly dropped the thing into the candle and let it burn for a bit before fishing it out with tweezers >_> yes I'm a scaredy cat :P But, at least now my room might smell like strawberry-rhubarb pie ^_^

See? I taught myself something new today.