Immediately. I know that I told myself that I was going to be happy this year, but so far things are not looking so good, especially since I won’t be able to go to Coachella (internship / potential editor position). I need to go somewhere warm where I can stumble drunkenly on a beach for a few days, read a few books and smoke a whole lot of weed. See also, sleeping, eating and more sleeping.
TELL ME WHERE TO GO BEFORE I DIE OF LACK OF VITAMIN D?
- Kelly: I think you would like the guy I've been working with.
- Me: Aw, really?
- Kelly: Yeah, He's cute and he's jewish and..
- Me: SOLD.
no one ever sees my cute underwear. I came to this to the conclusion when I was getting ready this morning: that it’s more for my own enjoyment than for someone else’s. Also, so I can look nice when I get home and immediately take my pants off (which won’t happen until at least 11 p.m. for the next two nights.)
In other news, I finally invested in a pair of jeggings (which I love - thanks @ottaknow), I’m up to season 5 in Friends (because I haven’t seen most of the episodes) and I had a sex dream about Charlie Day last night.