candles.

Bath & Body Works sure knows how to make a girl happy.

If you burn these candles in your apartment it makes it smell like a sexy man.  Not kidding.

Thank you, Bath & Body Works!

my fake niece.

My internet is finally up and running properly.  I don't know how I was living without it.  Pinterest withdrawals are real.

Today I went grocery shopping with my best friend and her daughters who are four and two.  I had our "Iggy" in my cart and we were having a conversation about the fact that I live alone.  It really bothers her.  She is overly disturbed by this.  She is worried that my Mom didn't want me to move out.  She asked if I have no friends and that's why I have to live alone.  I told her I decided to live on my own.  She offered to move in with me--our deal is that I have to watch Scooby Doo and Spongebob with her because they are her favourites.  Iggy asked if I had a machine to play movies.  When I told her I did she was sold.

Later on, this conversation with her mother happened:

"Lily just got out of tub to say this: "Mom, I gotta tell you sumthin' and it's important. Ash needs me to live with her...she has no toys and is all alone. I can bring toys and watch Scooby Doo on her TV. It's a big TV, ya know.  And she will do crafts with me and we won't be lonely. So don't worry. Kay?"

day one.

I locked myself in my own bathroom today.  DAY ONE.  Sobbing on my new bathroom floor is not a good look for me.  Luckily, my newfound superhero came and saved me.  Livid that this would happen, he went to the neighbour to find my landlord.  I was saved.  While crying on my bathroom floor.  In my attempt to break free the doorknob fell off.  I was eventually saved after taking a chunk out of my skin, kicking the door four times, and bruising my hand while trying to pull the door open all while ruining my mascara, naturally.

Other things went well today.  I love my apartment minus the bathroom door.  The superhero impressed me--talk about the right place at the right time.

I have no real need for cable.  I officially live on the loudest and craziest street ever.  The people watching is superb.

My boxspring broke today.... greeeat.

Wine makes my world better.

So does stealing Wifi.  Even if it is dreadfully slow Wifi.