Bates Motel (a boy’s best friend is his mother)

I left my house just before 9am this morning and returned just after 9pm. I’m so exhausted I can’t believe I’m actually even posting right now, but old habits die hard and it relaxes me. This is what my schedule looked like today.

8am: wake up
9:30am-5:15pm: work
5:30-8:15pm: Fantastic Fest meeting
8:30-9ish: eating with Garrett

Tomorrow I work 9-4:15 and then volunteer from 4:30-10:30.
Lord oh lord this weekend is going to be excruciating. Next year remind me to just go ahead and shell out the $200 or so to go to the film festival so I don’t need to work a 60 hr week.

I’m so tired.
In other news today it got legitimately cold. I woke up to a grey and rainy day and it got more and more chilly throughout the day. When I left work to go to the Alamo Drafthouse it was cold! The first day of cold and the fall equinox!

HAT: XXI
DRESS: Target
BOOTS: Mr. Cat
PURSE: Uncle K
RINGS: vintage, from my grandmother (2); Claire’s
EARRINGS: Buffalo Exchange
BELT: Blue Hangar, vintage

Oh, also this is why I carry a huge bag:
(from left) chips, guacamole, “Blue Angel” by Donald Spoto, black cardigan, How to Make a Monster party flyer, Alamo Drafthouse schedule, purple pants, keys, Fantastic Fest t-shirt, necklace.

No wonder my back hurts always!

Ok, I’m going to go watch Psycho alone and have nightmares now!