four more

i have been feeling completely crazy the past few days. i have no idea what to do with myself.. i don't want to pack things too early and i cannot even decide what to pack with what or how to pack them. i mostly fantasize about peter like i used to dream about justin white in the third grade. i almost feel as if we are going to meet for the first time, which is ludacris considering we are married people. see, i am going crazy.

the one person i should not be shopping for - considering i am moving and have next to no space to store my belongings - is myself. that giant, unavoidable fact aside, i have purchases some very adorable things this week. all from sal army, so it is merely recycling.. not really. anyhow, i found a black wool sweater dress and purple 60s dress with crazy puff sleeves that only sounds ugly. i cannot wait to wear them for petey. yay peter is coming home! wooo only four days. i should probably shave my legs and remove the toe nail polish i have had on since rachel's wedding.. sounds gross and is gross.