Cut the show (entry no.26)
This has probably been one of the longest and most eventful weeks of my life. I'm talking TV show season finale kinda crazy, like I swear someone must have written the script cuz it's just too much to be real. However, personal matters involving others do not belong on a public blog so I won't linger on the subject for too long. Just know that I have had so many longgggggg car talks while sipping on slushies and ice coffees. It's gotten to the point that I don't even feel like talking. That's right, me Abby the talker does not feel like talking. However, my ice coffee addiction remains strong. In fact I'm sipping one right now as I type. Moving on to more important matters, I may or may not get a haircut this Tuesday. I haven't booked an appointment yet so I'm just gonna call the day of to see if there is a spot available. If there isn't then I guess it wasn't meant to be. I shall leave my fate in the hands of the haircut gods. If I do manag...