If my mom took a pic like this I'd be like whyyyyyyyy?? Why are you so weird?? Also the biy's name is Sir, guys. A little entitlement there, maybe? I.e. Saint West?
I guess you have to date your costar, since you're kissin' 'em 'n such. But still, so predictable. And what's the point? Once your movies are over so is your relationship...you're LITERALLY Andrew Garfield and Emma Stone. I guess I'll just never understand.
People who say this:
"Oh, we don't normally take our break."
...WHY??? You are legally SUPPOSED TO. I have met these people at every job I've had and it's gotten to a point where I'm just going to punch them in the face. Like SIT DOWN AND TAKE A BREAK.
"...in other words, you're a dumb idiot for even applying."
I already have a job and I didn't actually want to work there - I was desperate at the time. Who names a pet hospital "Family Member" anyway?
Well, the day before. But tomorrow won't be any better. So, I bought myself a few gifts. And I don't think there's anything more depressing than buying yourself balloons.
We got this random magnet in the mail for some doctor and the bf put it on the fridge lol. Like...no. So I threw it away.
Started following Trump because hilarious, and there was a shop now button so I clicked on it. Like, what could you POSSIBLY be selling? You're president. Not a merchant. And this was on there. Tears streaming from eyes due to laughter emoji.
There's like, no more typos. Like seriously. Groomed through it with a fine-toothed comb. BUT despite how detail oriented I am, it is true some things do still get past me. But for now: She's good to go. And the next time I read it/edit it, will be the next time I'm not sick of it. So, hopefully it's done. Because I prob won't look at it for another year or so. Enjoy.
Decided to go back and edit all my shit. Also read a little of one of my first projects MOPH. Interesting to remember the age and where I was at the time.
Was woken by our neighbor we share a wall with: insanely squeaky bed springs (Like wtf? Who has a bed these days with springs? It's all about the memory foam, dumbasses) and a screamer. That's right, she was a screamer. We heard her groaning and moaning and barking (I'm pretty sure I heard a burp) and then screaming while she climaxed in our ear. Which is unfortunate. I wanted to sleep more. Anyway, I looked up if there was anything we can do about it, and this article legit made me chuckle. I only skimmed it but the skimmed parts were hilar. Enjoy.
Bf met a guy on a plane 3 months ago. He invited us to his summer solstice party two hours away. We kind of went. Knew nobody. 4 live bands. Like 50+ people. Dogs everywhere. Shit ton of food. Was nice. Highlight of the night: Set aside plate on table with half-eaten chips, guac, and watermelon rinds to get more food. Watched old lady start eating chips off said plate. Then nibble on the leftover pink of the watermelon. Then eat leftover RIND of watermelon. Prob should've said something.
Was playing Blitz with the fam while listening to Fleetwood Mac when I was first out. What is a girl to do? Translate English to Jive.