I’ve never felt more loved than when my boyfriend was like “hey can you pick your piece of pizza so I don’t eat the wrong one.” (Because he knows I have to pick the one with the crispiest pepperonis)
I just saw an ad for a Paint By Numbers that said “Would you like a relaxing, new hobby while you are quarantined?” Yeah, but it sure isn’t that. I have anxiety just THINKING about attempting to paint the 3s in the lines and not accidentally painting the 8s instead!
Bloggers are telling me to put on regular clothes and do my makeup and hair to make me feel like a normal person. Shut up Rebecca. I rarely put jeans on or washed my hair before this whole ordeal.
I would love to thank them for their service to this country and everything they are doing to help flatten the curve. (I haven’t rolled my eyes this hard in weeks)
Social distancing with my boyfriend includes a lot of snacks and Workaholics. It’s like college all over again except this time I can afford good wine.
After working four night shifts, you can bet my butt is laying in bed watching Vanderpump Rules and eating popcorn off my chest for the rest of the day/night.
DONT U DARE SLING THAT FANNY PACK OVER UR SHOULDER KEEP IT IN ITS NATURAL HABITAT AND LET IT THRIVE ! if ur reallllllllly too cool for school babe go ahead n drop out