This morning I had a romantic white trash breakfast with MYSELF (after Jared said "Hey, let's go get breakfast...actually, just kidding, I lied!").
I noticed that the kitchen was particularly disgusting.
So I cleaned it.
Then I took a shower.
And drove to work, where I took this picture and noticed that Jared and I are literally the same person. I guess this means we're grossly narcissistic, but I'm not complaining.
I also took this video, featuring a demon of an 80 year old man trying to make me late.
Then I attempted to study cell reproduction at the service desk.
But I was too engrossed in Jess's dramatic story about bitches who hit on other people's boyfriends. Intriguing.
Speaking of intriguing, here we have a captivating video of the gambling addiction Stop & Shop workers so tragically possess.
On break, I had a photoshoot with myself, which is extremely embarrassing.
But not as embarrassing as this disgusting Yakawapadapadoo shit. You call yourself a noodle?! Pfffft.
Now I'm avoiding homework and waiting for Jared to come sleep with me. He's late, as usual. Hate him forever. But also love him.
The end.
2 comments:
I can only imagine what you went through to attain that shower picture.
Love, Your Friend,
Edna
Lmfao. I almost slipped and died.
Love you, babe.
-Mabel
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