i have nothing terribly important to say. i try to go on adventures. i complain more than necessary. alcohol and coffee are important to me. i talk shit about people who are bothering me and appreciate internet humor a great deal. i dig art, nature, badass women, and fried food.
All old white men look the same
i showed up to work today (6:45am), only to remember that someone else was working for me because i am covering for her on saturday.
it. was. infuriating.
then i decided that i would try to get a CO driver’s license, because i’m like 6 months late on that one. can’t find a pay stub. ok.
now i have no idea what to do with myself, but i think i’m going to go to a different breakfast place and drink screwdrivers.
K so what’s ello?
How do I know if I’m basic or not?
I feel like the fact that I’m not quite sure means that I probably am.
This is sort of a joke but also sort of serious.
The time of year where I inexplicably can’t stop listening to lady gaga, and I can sense my relationship beginning to fail.
Also, candy corn.
I’m past the barfing four times at work stage of my hangover and moving into the part where I just want some fast food but my town has an anti-franchise law so I’d have to drive 45 mins.
And I’m definitely not doing that.
Jesus I haven’t been this hungover since 2011
at what age are you supposed to delete your blog