It’s one in the morning and I’m googling lesbian bars in New York City.
I’m a straight girl living in Texas.
The worst part about moving back home is looking at the bed and seeing the three foot high pile of crap keeping you from sleeping.
I am in a house with no internet, no cable, and crappy cell service. The good news is, the food is awesome.
My cousin just graduated high school. So proud!
“It’s all shiny. Actual shiny, not Firefly shiny.” — my sister
“I think I’ll just listen to some Eminem. That always cheers me up. Not only because I love his music, but because I know my life isn’t as screwed up as his.” — my roommate
I picked up my phone and both of my ex-boyfriends had sent me flirty texts. I haven’t seen one in a year and the other was my waiter at IHOP yesterday.
Going to bed five hours earlier than normal since I can sleep as late as I want tomorrow. Why wouldn’t I want to get a head start on that?
You want to know the best part about being a multi-shipper? One door closes, another one opens.
I ended up helping my roommate study for her science class. ”Helping” included explaining everything using descriptions of marshmallows, catapults, and barbed wire.
I am not a fan of superheroes. I am not a fan of superhero movies. I was dragged to see The Avengers tonight.
I may have a thing for Tony Stark.
Wandered into various local businesses with my girls, all of us sporting big bushy mustaches. This is why our parents worry about us.