I most definitely do not get that joke.
I’m not sure I’d call that “new.”
Peter Fonda’s not sorry at all. Also he looks like a pedophile.
Everyone had completely forgotten you existed until you made a public ass out of yourself, dude.
I don’t know what you call this mood, but I don’t like it at all.
Maybe it’s not really a mood. More a frame of mind.
I just accidentally deleted an email draft full of kind of super important shit in Gmail and now it’s gone forever and I think I may vomit.
Maybe if I start listening to audio books on my way home from work every day I’ll stop thinking so much.
I can’t help it if after knowing me for this long you still don’t get my humor. At some point that’s on you, not me.
I’m sorry I’m not a better human.
It’s because boobs.
I could never do video tutorials. I can’t make my neck move like that.
Maybe I should start wearing lipstick again.
well, succulents are very popular right now.
I don’t think I had the same relationship with Mr. Rogers as the rest of you seem to have had.
Ugh. No more potato chips for me. Bleah.
Yeah, at some point I just stop listening to you, to be honest.
Great. Now I have Sisters of Mercy stuck in my head.
I think the trick might be to get it out of the way early.
The problem with research is settling on a place to start and deciding which direction to go from there.
This made me el oh el.
I wish I were going somewhere instead of just staying home again.
I’m completely off my game today.
Not sure about it.
I don’t know what I expect from these things any more. But I always come away disappointed.
I don’t even need to take notes.