It's not morning

Today is Tuesday. I will be doing the same thing I do every Tuesday, or at least, the same thing I do every day I have off: try to take over my room. It's an endless uphill struggle against the huge amount of stuff I have, but right now most of it is these boxes and boxes of Christmas presents and birthday presents and present presents that are all waiting for me to write the accompanying letters that go in them and I just can't even make thoughts especially after work and they never get written and they sit and AUUUGH. I'm so terrible but I like giving presents so much...

...and um...also I lose people's addresses. Like constantly. Pretty much as soon as I'm told. So I really need to make an official address book post. I'll do that in a bit, I think.

Piggies need cleaning too, of course, and I have to go out to the UPS center sometime today because I ordered them a brush online and for some reason they sent it UPS, and of course they tried to deliver it every day when I wasn't home (not that the goddamn doorbell would work even if I was). I just want to brush my girls! BRUSH THEM.

Tomorrow is Passover, which is my favorite Jewish holiday and also possibly the most annoying thanks to that whole "no flour for you!" aspect. I see myself eating a lot of fries this coming week, not that that's unusual. Last year donburi came to seder for the first (and last) time. I think it's interesting to see how much some things have changed since then. So many have.

And then some things, like the horrible state of my room, always stay the same. Uugughghghghhh. -.-