That Moment You Realize You Needs an Entire Job
I have nothing else to do sooooo...I'M WRITING A BLAWG! This one hunnerd and something odd day vacation of mine has been spent hovering endlessly on Facebook under the guise of networking. Truthfully, I've been harvesting reaction photos and laughing at videos of the odd persuasion. Like this: And this: Then I been watching Kermit be shady as hell: Like on this'n: But I applied for a bunch o' jobs though. For true. Well, anyhoo. I reckons I'll read myself while I'm watching Hoarders. Nothing makes you feel better about the decision not to hang up clothes than realizing you can still walk around them junts. Also, it's good to know that you don't have whole animals mating and manifesting under your sleeping thingy. Here's why I need an entire yob: 5. I done cooked too damn much sheet. When you live on Pinterest, you tend to pin stuff. I have learned how to make like fifty-leven casseroles, jambalayer, fo' p...