Not to be confused with #FF because even though I try to respond with a shout out when I get those (and if I don’t, it is because I’m hiding under my bed and I didn’t see your FF, but I thank from the bottom of my snarky heart!), I will probably never get into
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Favorite Fridays On A Wednesday
Because I can. I was doing Favorite Fridays for a while but I’m sick today so you get it on a Wednesday so there. This is my blog. I can do whatever I want. P.S.: I’d happily make it a real Friday for all of you but sadly, I do not possess that superpower. You’re
Don’t Drink The Water
You all know at least one person who has a “cast iron stomach,” I’m sure. Well, I am the exact opposite. My belly isn’t even a stainless steel pan – more like one of those uncoated, flimsy paper plates that ruin your clothes if you set it on your legs at a picnic. Messy and not
Wednesday’s Child Is Full Of Shit
I believe in starting the day off on a positive note, so my alarm on my iPhone is titled “Wake up, lazy bitch!” Found a sample of a self-tanning towlette underneath some shit on my “junk” table dining room table. (Of course, just a drawer wouldn’t be sufficient.) Decided to apply it to my right
“If I Can’t Sleep, You Won’t Either”
I spent all afternoon/evening sleeping off the reunion and woke up just one minute before the non-BF called from the City of Brotherly Love, where he flew to just to see a concert. I know, he sucks. I wish I could be him sometimes. Well, minus the penis, because those things really must be awkward