Why do I drink coffee when the end result is always the same?
(The answer is “I’m dumb”.)
Add “going out with friends on a Sunday night” to my “surprising ways to relieve stress” and “things I will miss about living away from my parents” lists
I don’t feel like actually talking to people or leaving my room but I have work in 15 minutes. send help.
I feel like a slug with the way I’ve been charmingly oozing phlegm out of all my frontal cranial orifices this week.
Baby went to her first NYC Pride and all she got was/were
> hugs! lots of hugs from good friends
> a walk in the [Madison Square] Park
> a delicious Western Omelette on a roll
> high fives from strangers
> free signs and sponsored rainbow accessories
> blown kisses
> stickers saying “HOT QUEER ASIAN” and “I’ve Got Nice Legs” (haha)
> rained on
> an eyeful of bare asses (English is strange)
> positive vibes!!!
And all she has to show for it is this band-aid shaped tan line and sore feet.