>Move over, Martha

>This morning I went to my LAST class of my second year. In a couple of weeks, I will be halfway to finishing my degree. Huzzah.

Normally during a boring class, I write my name over and over in the margin of my page until it is virtually unreadable. It’s a little OCD, I think. Recently I put my wandering thoughts to good use and started to draw purse and card ideas instead of doodles. I had a brainwave while the prof was talking about old people, and called my mom while walking to the car and asked if she still had the coffee that she got at Christmas time that she didn’t like. That was an awful sentence. She did have the coffee. So I came home and hot glued coffee beans to things. I will post pictures soon.

I was watching Martha Stewart earlier, and they were showing different breeds of cats on the air. Three out of the four cats I saw hissed and swatted at Martha. Two bit her. The fourth cat looked dead. I’ve always heard that cats have good judgement.

Then I rediscovered this site, and almost peed myself from excitement. Cheap wire. Cheap earring do-ies. Ships in two days. Holy mother of pearl, that is frickin’ sweet.

I’ve also decided that I want to be the next Martha Stewart, but way better. I could SO out-host her on her own talk show. Just you wait Martha, I’m coming.


3 thoughts on “>Move over, Martha

  1. >I was going to say something along the lines of “Being better than Martha means I wouldn’t get caught..” but I didn’t figure that was appropriate.

  2. >i’ve been feeling extra crafty lately, not sure why, but it may have something to do with all this spare time i have in second semester. i went to michaels and spent way too much on beading stuff, but i think it was worth it. mua haha.

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