d-d-d-distracted
with each passing day inching closer to the end of the month, it's getting increasingly difficult to concentrate on any activity other than looking for a place to live. it's like i've got these house-hunting goggles locked and loaded, and there is little that is breaking up the view. which kinda sucks for other aspects of my life that may be getting ignored. i've become pretty eagle-eyed when driving about town, looking for that elusive "for rent" sign, and hoping it fits my stringent criteria (how many times have you assured me, world, that being picky, as i totally am, isn't a bad thing?). i guess my other senses have been heightened too, as i am currently being distracted by the scent of mexican food wafting from my clothes (lunch was good).
someone slap me, i'm all over the place. c'mon britto, get it together.
current mood: unfocused, and a little stinky