i tried so hard to go to bed early last night to try to start this massive weekend journey out full of sleep and i slept abysmally, like probably the worst i’ve slept since i arrived here

It is most definitely laundry day.  I’m wearing the emergency collared shirt.  I think any time I’m in a collared shirt, you should assume there was some catastrophic reason I couldn’t wear anything else.  

I packed my large luggage into my car last night, thinking I was going to leave right from work, but there’s so much stuff to bring back for a variety of reasons, and rush hour traffic out of pittsburgh would send me into a badness spiral, so I’m just going to come back here, get together things, and wait out the onslaught of cars. 

list for myself for later:

• external
• tinsnip’s painting
• boots
• painting bag
• laptop
• ziplock bags from the floor
• vague plan for an outfit