5 months ago, 3 notes

Nothing like your best friend coming through with the cute and the funny and the unconditional love to make you feel 736453465 times better about life.

Lesa, you’re the actual best. We’re sisters in not-Red. And friendship IS magic. We prove it every day.

♥




5 months ago, 1 note
Sara J. gots a shiny new phone, wheeeeeeew!

Same phone number, BUT I lost all my contacts. Stupid SIM card. So if you have my number and you still want me to have yours, text me! Or if I never had your number and you’d like me to have it, throw it in ye olde Ask box!




8 months ago, 16 notes
Plans for the evening: Jammie Dodgers Tea Doctor Who I love Saturdays.

Plans for the evening:

  • Jammie Dodgers
  • Tea
  • Doctor Who

I love Saturdays.




8 months ago, 6 notes
WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING AGREEING TO A 7 A.M. SHIFT UGH




9 months ago, 11 notes

Looking at pictures of cute cats and almost crying because my cat may not be long for this world. We find out tomorrow.

*sniffle*




1 year ago, 7 notes




1 year ago, 10 notes
“I just have to tell you, awesome show, my love.”

“I appreciate it, darling.”




1 year ago, 2 notes
Things I do NOT want to do today:
  • Get out of bed
  • Wear pants
  • Go to work
  • Deal with fucking customers
  • Pretend I don’t want to punch everyone in the face

And I have to do all of it in like half an hour.




1 year ago, 11 notes

Lesa and I have been drinking Pepsi, eating crap food, and marathoning Full House all day. #PartyHard

Also, the Craigy stand-up show last night was FABULOUS. *cough* Someone may or may not have growled and clawed at him from the third row back from the stage. He may or may not have giggled.

…Mama may or may not have been hammered.




1 year ago, 5 notes
Eight-hour day turned into a ten-hour day.

What a clusterfuck today was. I have tomorrow off and I am NOT answering the phone. Ugh. So glad to be home right now. Gonna pour me a drink or five and start relaxing into ain’t doin’ SHIT mode.




1 year ago, 14 notes
Oh, you poor bastards.

Look what came in the mail today.

Let the vodka-drenched liveblogging and out-of-context giffing (and mass unfollowing, I’m sure) commence.




1 year ago, 5 notes

So earlier today, I was doing the dishes and I distinctly both heard and felt someone walk straight up to me. Footsteps, a squeak in the floor, and that feeling you get when someone is standing just back and to the side of your shoulder.

I was the only one home.