our server is punishing us at brunch for chugging by asking us trivia questions & I was like “sir.. please have mercy on us.. for the collective IQ of this entire table on a good day is about a 7”
nothing bad has come from me being a nice person; even if the wool is pulled over my eyes on the person they are, I am not to replace karma in the world
the sexy beautiful dirty slutty call of the wild asking me to blow off my entire life and go “Eat Pray Love” is going head to head with my existential need for routine & stability