FUCKING MONDAYS, AM I RIGHT?
DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED. THERE ISN’T ENOUGH COFFEE IN THE WORLD TO HELP ME RIGHT NOW. I WAS UP UNTIL 4AM LOOKING AT INTERIOR DESIGN BLOGS. I HAVE NO IDEA WHY. I’M NOT EVEN ALLOWED TO PAINT MY APARTMENT.
THE INTERNET IS THE WORST FOR THAT KIND OF THING. ONE TIME I WENT ON WIKIPEDIA TRYING TO FIGURE OUT THE DRUMMER FROM DEF LEPPARD’S NAME AND I ACCIDENTALLY GOT A DEGREE IN NEUROBIOLOGY.
TELL ME ABOUT IT. I WAS TRYING TO DOWNLOAD SEABISCUIT AND NOW I’M AN ORDAINED MINISTER.
Well I ain’t feelin’ happy about the state of things in my life,
but I’m workin’ to make it better with a six of Miller High Life.
Just drinkin’ and drivin’, makin’ sure my dues get paid,
cause alienation’s for the rich, and I’m feeling poorer every day.
“I’m angry at you, so I’m going to punish me.”
Stress eating yogurt covered pretzels while lying in bed in the dark. A wonderful start to what I’m sure will be a wonderful day.
In high school I thought this was funny. It never occurred to me that eventually it would become a personal mission statement.
I wanna fly to the moon on a broom!
actual LOL.
(Source: pleatedjeans)
Via Inappropriate Goat Charms
WHAT UP? I DON’T KNOW IF YOU KNOW THIS, BUT YOUR BROTHER’S A TOTAL LIGHTWEIGHT. WE SMOKED HALF A JOINT AND HE WAS UNCONSCIOUS IN LIKE, TEN MINUTES.
IN OTHER NEWS, MIAMI’S DOWN BY SIX. IT’S NOT EVEN HALFTIME, THOUGH.
BEER ME.
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I give up on maintaining a normal blog. There may occasionally be shit here. Or not.
