Grocery Time.
I have no idea how I'm allowed to be responsible for other people, either.
Happy Martin Luther King Jr. Day!
I think it's safe to say, that we can all collectively agree that Pee Wee's Big Adventure was monumentally better than Big Top Pee Wee, for like, eleventy billion reasons not including egg salad sandwiches or Kris Kristofferson.
Lazy Sunday: January 15th
Poppy ate my glasses. She's cute an all, but some days, I swear to God the only reason I have a dog is because the ground's too frozen to dig a hole.
I Like You Better on Facebook
I basically feel this way about everybody, but it's mostly because I have personal space issues.
Lazy Sunday: January 8th
But, I'm sure it's fine. No climate change or warming to see here. EVERYTHING IS FINE, JUST ASK THOSE DEAD POLAR BEARS OVER THERE.
2012: Things I am already pissed about.
4. No pop machines that takes dollar bills, even when they are super wrinkly and/or moist.
Mockingjay. Because what else do I have going on right now?
It's like they plopped an angsty Angela Chase smack dab in the middle of a post apocalyptic society at war, and all she wanted to do was dye her hair with kool-aid and make her friends call Jordan Catalano and hang up when he answered.
Catching Fire…aka Probably New Moon
(It didn't work, but it's totally fine, they let Taylor Lautner be the new Vin Diesel, anyway.)
Hunger Games
Fun fact: Did you know there's beaver anus in vanilla ice cream? I guess were all closer to Hunger Games than we thought.
Lazy Sunday: Christmas
But before the clatter, there was a plop (it was the shrimp), a clink (that'd be the wine), and then a hiccup (that'd be Andy bawling his face off watching The Sound of Music for the first time. He's a hiccup crier. He's the lady in this relationship.)
