I’ve always known that I was somewhat of a dork. But, le doctor sealed the deal informing me that I now have to carry an inhaler around with me, everywhere I go. Instead of getting a bit sad about this, I saw this as an opportunity to buy a new bag. So…I bought a man purse, from Makr.
Ya know, I can’t wait until I get a 9 to 5. Why? I could, then, text and call all the people I know who are stuck in school or working a retail job (read: busy) asking if they want to do awesome things with me, with all the awesome time I’ll have. Then, when they can’t (cause I’ll know), I’ll make them feel like crap for being busy and then shove my awesome life in their face.
Woo! Suck it.
/end jealous prose
I miss my girl.