Girl, we couldn’t get much higher.
Sep 18th, 2007 by kitliz
Jim Morrison, you have no idea. Especially when you’re living in a house filled with polyurethane fumes. (Side note: MysteryMan would be so proud of me if he knew I just quoted Doors lyrics… his influence on me is unending.)
My influence on him on the other hand, is what coerced him into helping sand down all hardwood floors on the upstairs of my house this weekend, which, if you’re particularly interested, you can read all about here.
Plus I took half a day off today to seal all 575 square feet of floor with a four inch brush, by myselft. Twice.
Despite the fact that I was wearing a respirator and pretending I was darth vader for the last 8 hours, I still feel a little woozy… and actually, it’s kind of fun. (Or at least it makes the fact that I’m sleeping on my dining room floor –where my neighbors could potentially see me drooling on my pillow all night– slightly more bearable. I really need to get curtains in there.)
Recycling Cabinet
DIY Wine Rack
luke…i am your father. ~heavy breaths here~
all the woozyiness without the tequila. that sucks….
Eight hours? Your head must feel like a helium filled balloon…um, whatever that feels like?