ran 6.04 miles in an hour.

annoyed at the ginger preaching to me at the gym today.

working at a different store this week.

's bathroom defeated the bleach. I'm now researching the step between bleach and fire.

's new surge protector came with a diagram illustrating how to plug things into it.

hung things in his living room in an attempt to make his apartment look lived in.

Im not saying Im excited, but...

sick of people wanting me to sign a piece of paper saying they applied for a job without applying for a job.

plotting with Woodfin. Nothing good can come of this.

usually doesn't follow celebrity gossip, but way to go Romo! Drop that bitch like a bad habit.