And not just when they were a little damp in some spots, but they must have swooped down behind me and taken them out right after I left. So I slept in this morning assuming I could grab my clothes before my shower. Nope. They’re all wet. Including my work clothes which need to be dry as well because I was going to head straight to work after school.
featuring Aimee flipping the bird, but instagram is a bitch and froze.
Why was Aimee flipping the bird? Because she called a boy that is going about wooing her in weak-ass way. So when we reached voice mail I said…basically “DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO BE GAY? I GOTTA ASK A GIRL IF SHE DOWN WITH THE ISLE OF LESBOS BEFORE I CAN ASK HER OUT ON A DATE! YOU KNOW THIS GIRL IS INTO YOU, YOU KNOW SHE’S STRAIGHT, BUT YOU STILL PUSSY FOOT AROUND IT? NO!! STOP IT! IT’S OFFENSIVE TO ME AND MY HOMOSEXUAL DIFFICULTIES!”
Congrats on being so tired that you didn't know what your alarm was this morning, Anna!
Gee, thanks! I was certain my alarm was telling me I had 3 hours until I would have the chance to stop Sherlock Holmes from jumping off the roof of a building. It was a good thing that reality set in as I remembered that already happened, and the god awful noise I was hearing was my alarm telling me to wake up for work.
Kevin: It’s 4 AM. Why are you just getting home? Me: I went to a LAN party. Kevin: Wow. Just when I thought you couldn’t be a bigger nerd. Me: We didn’t just play video games. We went and played at a playground too! Kevin:
Me: It’s not nerdy. It was fun. You’re a nerd. Oh fine. Whatever I’m a nerd.