"Ooh, you have pretty skin. Pretty pretty skin," said the dental hygienist, half an inch from my face while wielding various needles
I'm so good at compartmentalizing. Like really good. Some may say that I'm bad at it, but i simply store away their criticisms to deal with at a more convenient time, or perhaps not at all
RIP to multiple bozos
The double billboard on 60th and Center that's half weed store and half crematorium makes me so nervous
I think I've heard people say "'Mr. Brightside" by the Killers activates millenials like sleeper agents" more often than I have actually heard the song "Mr. Brightside" all the way through
It was 78° at 5:30 am today. I can't do this. Genetically I am suited to be on a moor or perhaps near a bog
The most Manchurian Candidated I've ever been is when Michael and I were at a casino and heard the hook from Slim Shady but it turned out to be this song by Labi Siffreh
youtu.be/A4JWkW0oROg?...
