It’s Ka-ka-ka-ken, ca-ca-ca-coming to ka-ka-ka-kill me!
youtube.com/watch?v…
Yes, exactly. I almost went Liz Lemon on my own home because I couldn’t look at food porn for 1 minute (on my work laptop, when my own laptop was within reach).
I’m glad you get me.
For about a minute, the nanny software at work blocked any URL with “recipe” in it and I seriously was gonna start flippin tables and hulk smashing everything.
Even tho I am working from home today. And my home laptop is within reach.
MEMORIAL DAY WEEKEND!!!
All you bitches get out of town. I want the city to myself for once.
During lunch, I made a statement about having “a dim memory of that from my twenties.”
And then I stopped, frowned, and realized, holy shit. That is entirely true.
I have dim memories of things from my twenties.
Because I am old(er).
I kinda sorta want to order a giant XXL pizza and then spend the rest of today eating it.
But I don’t want to interact with the delivery guy.
mark this down
Things I will never do in my life:
- Go to Brooklyn for a Tumblr meetup.
- Go to Brooklyn for a Tumblr meetup.
In some dimensions, we may now all be married to each other.
