I was clearing out some texts tonight and accidentally deleted all the ones to and from my sister. I’m sad because there were some hilarious things and great pictures in there, but at the same time, it cleared up probably 2 GB of space on my phone.
I watched my 6 year old nephew during the day all week and I am fucking exhausted.
Please, someone tell me that your supply of patience just magically multiplies with each kid you have.
And Get Out Of My Dreams, Get Into My Car is playing on the radio so this is the best lunch ever, really.
I’m not sure why I hate posting on Facebook so much, but I just really don’t want to. Maybe I should just post a picture of Kid2 in January and be like, “Oh man, look what just happened”.
MonkeyFetus II: XY
coming to your dash January 2015
I’m having what is actually a very good day but I’m full of rage about a bunch of little stupid things which is preventing me from being totally happy, and also, I would stab someone in the hand for some sushi right now.
no but the US government isn’t racist and islamophobic, don’t worry about it