Me at 10pm: I’m going to go to bed early tonight because I’m exhausted
Me at 12am: This is the perfect time to add witty commentary to my amazon wishlist!
I’m starting to think the presidential debate was filled with fictional characters. The author with the unrecognizable accent? The quarterback having a midlife crisis? What’s going on?!
My roommate is complaining that she can’t hike for a while since she recently had surgery on her spine. Twice. Last week. She says she doesn’t like “flat walking”.
6 year old:If you see me crossing my fingers it’s not because I’m lying it is because don’t want to get the cheese. There are a lot of cheese touchers on my bus. I’ve gotten the cheese a lot before. I think I still have the cheese
When I was growing up my mom would drop me off at a birthday party and come back hours later, a new rejuvenated woman. I, on the other hand, am being held hostage at a birthday party for small humans. What has this world come to?
I have the flu and while I would like to imagine my cats have uncharacteristically gathered around me in a show of emotional support, I sense they are really waiting for me to die so they can munch on my dead body.
I was just happily watching a video compilation of sloths over my boyfriend’s shoulder and the next thing I know I hear is some lady’s voice saying “I was 21 when my father was hit by a car”. I was not emotionally ready for the harshness of that transition.