
In which Murphy gets stuck under my friend’s futon.
All dressed up with no place to go.
Yesterday I told my principal I wasn’t returning next year. This was the hardest decision of my life.
To stay:
Ever had one of those days that you didn’t know you needed until you’re smack-dab in the middle of it? Had one of those today.
I met...
I’m going to New York in three days and I’m going to eat my weight in bagels and give exactly zero fucks about not eating so much bread
Tomorrow I’m heading up to central PA for a mini-vacation and am unplugging myself from Tumblr for the next three days. It’ll be good for me.
If you post something in the next few days that you specifically want me to see, message me about it via Fan Mail—I won’t be catching up on three days of Dashboard!
Stay out of trouble, kids.