I (Don’t) Plan On Sleeping In
I have a slight addiction: to bluefly.com. I hadn’t been on it very much for a while. But I just couldn’t help myself tonight. I’m going to refrain from looking at the Louboutins because I know I’ll be just heartbroken if I do. $2000 for a pair of shoes just isn’t in my price range at the moment, unfortunately.
I’ve found some wonderful bathing suits that I want. And really? $80 isn’t too bad for a bathing suit. Oh wait–I have to factor in the $30 f0r shipping and handlings. And what if it didn’t fit?
I’ve found about seven one pieces and nine two pieces that I want. So addicting!
I’m exhausted, but I’m afraid to go to sleep. How lame. I was home alone last night and had no fear of turning off the light and passing out. Now, when I can hear my dad snoring in the next room, I’m afraid of turning off the lights. I hate scaring myself. And it’s books that scare me. Books I tell you!
I really should go to bed. (I swear I have so many entries saying I should go to sleep.) I have to babysit tomorrow. Thankfully, not as early as this morning but I still can’t sleep in hardcore.
Hopefully I can fall asleep. Night world!
