not the orange soda...
i have a huge crush on david bromstad. major crush. my mom watches a lot of hgtv, which is weird because she has terrible design tastes. my parents' house is overrun with americana. but he comes on every day at 2:30pm and if i see him while walking by i just have to sit and watch. so talented. and hot. very hot. he's only ten years older than me. which is weird because i usually don't go for guys that are that much older. the only thing that might throw a wrench in the works of our relationship, though, is that he lives in miami and i'm not a big fan. yes, i'm sure that'd be the only thing. but we could overcome that little hurdle because it's just meant to be.
i found this apartment in downtown kansas city that i fell in love with. wonderful. and not too expensive. it's near the artsy part of town, kinda between the plaza and crown center. the plaza is a shopping district that i've always loved and crown center is where hallmark's offices are (should i get a job there -- something i still need to work on). but i'm getting antsy. i need to finish up this portfolio for hallmark and it's taking me forever because it has to be perfect so they'll give me the job. then maybe david will decide to relocate and we'll live happily ever after. fingers crossed.
day 22. your deepest fear.
being alone.