crawl under the covers

and hide. seriously, im so stressed. at this moment, i am avoiding the mess ojavascript:void(0)f my belongings on the floor of my apartment by watching miami social and stuffing my face with this delish. really, it tastes EXACTLY like the decadent coffee that i love to indulge in. yummers. im supposed to be packing up my room but i keep scanning over the piles and this overwhelming sense of anxiety chokes me, so i go back to calming myself with brainless reality tv and fashion blogs. i need to just knock back a red bull and finish. but me and that red bull in the fridge (which i need to thaw out...) both know i wont be very productive tonight. the bottle of sangria is staring at me, tempting me...what are the odds i'd get more done a lil tipsy...hmmmm i should post again this week but if i cant find the time, i promise to be back soon.