'oh, i think they like me'

my kitchen is absolutely ridiculous to cook in. i just measured it and it is just shy of five feet. i feel like throwing up my hands in consternation and shouting, "i can not work like theees!"

my personal tidiness has vastly improved since moving into the world's smallest apartment. i still have some clothes that simply don't know where to live, and my summer shoes live in a plastic tote out in my yard, but in general terms of organization and cleanliness, i am worlds away from the shithole bedroom i maintained on libbie ave. i even make my bed every day. hi, i'm a grownup now.