I had such a reasonable amount of food until dessert happened. I had maybe twice as much dessert as real food help I cannot move this is it pals this is how I die.
'i don't need moisturizer, my face is plenty gross without extra moisture," i say to myself. then the below-freezing weather hits and hello, it is i, the shriveled crone
"Has it crossed your mind that under Democrats you couldn't find a job and there may be a better chance now? So you don't like that I guess - to have a better chance for a job." /screams into oblivion
Cool, so, I've already reached my limit of how long I can tolerate it being cold enough outside that I'm in considerable pain from walking the 3 minutes from the train to my door, that's fun!!!
I forgot about the super moon but I was calling my credit card company and the woman I get just opens with this dreamy soft, "hello. did you see the moon last night?"
this day is in serious competition for least productive day with Cubs Friday. if i have to write this opinion i didn't finish while watching election stuff please publicly shame me; it's a mess of my own making
welp my mom did it, she voted in her very first US presidential election. i gave her the option of not explicitly telling me who she voted for so we could maintain plausible deniability but alas.
[whining] What i should be thinking about: work, maybe? And yet: So just how guilty should I feel about the fact that I fill up my free time to feel productive & responsible when i cancel plans w/friends bc oh
I have left work and confirmed to myself that sudden mass extinction has not in fact happened; humans are still walking the earth, they are just not working til 5