These are quick thoughts that aren’t worthy of a whole post.
I’m pretty sure my mom is watching Maury. She’ll be going to church in the morning. Preparing things to take to the alter maybe?
Update: She is responding to the television. This is getting uncomfortable.
What is a polite way to tell a gang of children playing outside and some obnoxiously loud birds to kindly stfu?
There are some girl features that I simply do not need. How can I turn them off? Birth control? I mean that’s just so much work. Yes, it is that unfortunate week.
Now, my mom is yelling at me about my blog about the basement and my junk. She said “DID YOU REALLY DO THAT DOWNSTAIRS. GO CLEAN IT UP AND SEND ANOTHER BLOG!” She hung up on me.
“Brittany push that chair in. I don’t find it funny. I’m not playing with you. I’m not putting up with that. And these shorts are still here. Get up!” Charlotte while I’m reading on the couch
“There ain’t no snacks around here” Charlotte
“I’m no longer bored and without a purpose” Lia Kelinsky hahahaha
My mom wants a new couch just to get a new couch. Our couch is just fine, but she wants a new one. What is the point?
I’m going to start saying YOLO to my mom. Give her 2 weeks and she’ll use it in a smart ass way back to me.
I’m not hungry, but I want to eat my lunch…#fatpeopleproblems.
Are we an unhappy people?