Thursday, August 5, 2010//2:04 AM

call me fishergurl

Thanks to the floor tiles in my parent's bedroom suddenly popping up making it potentially dangerous to walk on since it could break and cut your feet, I've fine tuned the art of fishing for my clothes since they're all situated on Ground Zero. I'm just here to announce that I very cleverly used the forked contraption that's for propping up bamboo poles to pick out the stuff I needed to wear while precariously perched on my parent's bed. Here's looking at you, resourcefulness! HUZZAH! :)

P.S. Why is Pretty Little Liars such a guilty pleasure?!






The two pronged approach.