Why do so many threads seem to turn into "when I die, this is how I want it to be" threads?
Anyway, getting back to the blogging, blog thread, I slept in, worked the afternoon shift, had dinner out with my boyfriend, then watched Star Trek and had sexyfuntimes until 1, at which point we went to Denny's to split an order of chicken fingers and made small talk with the night shift waitress named Maria who recognized us 'cause there aren't too many places that are open at one or two in the morning.
Which I suppose is good as I have already got two garbage bags full of clothes. One full of dirty clothes that need washing and one full of clothes that I haven't worn in over a year and should be given to Anglicare or St Vincent's or one of those charity things where you dump all your crap into the bins that homeless people live in.
I know it's probably ridiculous, but I always feel better about giving directly to thrift stores (preferably charity-centered ones, like the Autism-school-related one near me or Out of the Closet, the AIDS one) where I know the clothes will be sold and the money donated to research and equal access to medication. Also I tend to shop at thrift stores, so by donating the nice clothes I have that I never wear, I feel like it's buying karmic insurance of a sort--if I donate my clothes, I'm sure to find something cool that I want later.