I really wish it would storm sometime.
Fuck this Indiana slight drizzle bullshit. That’s all we ever get—dreary, depressing days not accompanied by booming thunder and flashes of lightning, but grey skies and a constant, slight drizzle.
Storm. With lightning and thunder and make it last all day because that shit’s amazing.
“Hello I am selling a picture of a Turkey covered in Bacon. I will email you the photo as soon as payment is received.”
Testing pillows because I need one to keep me satisfied throughout the night now that five out of seven days Jackson won’t be sleeping beside me (due to work). It has been pretty hard to sleep because I’m used to him being there for the past year and a half. My cat isn’t always a good replacement. A good body pillow needs to wander into my life some time soon.
Not sure if those are black skinny jeans or not, but this picture made me want black skinny jeans very badly. I checked some stores I went to today and they were COMPLETELY sold out of my size at both stores. American Eagle is even sold out online. Frustrating.
my mom and i were at the grocery store and this really old lady was in front of us, so the bagger (who was like 30 years old) offered to take her groceries to her car for her.
when the cashier started ringing our stuff up, my mom and i started bagging our own groceries since the bagger went with the old lady. right away i noticed she’d left a bag full of the old lady’s canned foods, so i quickly ran to the parking lot, looked around forever for them, and finally found them as they were finishing up. i handed the bagger the bag and explained what happened and she was like “oh” and took the bag. the old lady just looked at me like i stole something from her.
people are so fucking annoying. i say thank you if someone holds the door for me for like two seconds.
