So I had this idea that I was going to get up at 8am and go to the laundromat. Too bad I can’t turn back time. Off I go, what a waste of my day. If I was rich, I would just throw my dirty clothes away and buy new ones. Not that I’m not grateful to have clothing and all, but like …. really its not that nice anyways. I just threw out a humongous garbage bag of clothing the other day. It was so heavy that I could barely carry it out to the alley. Did I think about donating it? Well, yes I did. However, after closer inspection I realized that not even one item of clothing wasn’t worn out, stained, or ripped. Besides …. it isn’t like the thrift stores around here are lacking in a supply of clothing. When I go there, the racks are so filled that I can’t even push something over to look at it. People always seem to think they are doing good by donating their old crap to these places, but really …. I think they are overstocked and I’d just be giving back crap they were trying to get rid of since most of the stuff I was throwing away probably came from a thrift store in the first place.
Update @ 6:25pm – laundry doing has been accomplished. I now have 22 clean tshirts, 7 pairs of dress pants, 13 pretty shirts, a sweatshirt, lots of underwear and bras, bed sheets, blanket, pillow cases, 5 towels, 3 beach towels, 8 tank tops, 4 gym shorts, two sweatpants…. and why am I counting? I don’t know, gave me something to do when I put my clothes away. Boy, I’m tired from all that clothes washin’. I should really do my laundry more than once a month! And I certainly would if I didn’t have to drag it over to the laundromat or to Todd’s house. Anyone looking for a roommate? I’ll do your laundry (and mine) if you let me move in. If there was seriously someone cool to live with, well I’d be out of here. Until then, this cave that lacks laundry machines is all I choose to afford for myself. Bleh.