Pump Your Brakes
Recently, I needed to have my truck fixed. It so happened that the tow truck driver who arrived for my roadside assistance knew a guy who could fix it for cheap, and more importantly, do the repair that afternoon. Great!
Eeyore Quit Calling Me
She called for the entire morning commute. I tried jokes. I tried changing the subject. Nothing worked. Conclusion: I can't help her. I just have to let her be.
Studies Show Textbook Douchebaggery Causes Irritation
Mr. Horrible accidentally texted me instead of his girlfriend. A smiley face he never once sent me in 14 years. That about covers it.
Wardrobe Malfunction
Perhaps I suffer from an overabundance of personality, my clothing appears to be a mish mash of illogical pairings. I can’t seem to define what style of clothes I like to wear, because when I look at what I own, I don’t want to wear any of it. This is, of course, a first world problem…
Sleep? What’s that?
Being a single mom puts the "I can't do it" whining into perspective fast. I guess I'll sleep when I'm dead cause there is no one else but me.
