I have two animals now and that makes me question my life decisions on a daily basis.
I rearranged my apartment. Slightly. The winds of change.
My ex called me at 2am last night and I didn't answer. Not because I didn't wake up, but because I couldn't think of one thing I wanted to talk to him about at 2am in the fucking morning. Perhaps lunch plans???
When did I just stop going to the gym? When did I just give up on life?
I have no food at my apartment. Just how I like it.
How much would it cost to have someone come into your studio apartment and do your laundry once every two weeks or so? Do they also dump trash?
I used to want to have two children. Then recently I bumped it up to three. The more lonely I get, the more kids I fill my imaginary future house with. I think the third kid replaced my spouse.
I need to get a new hobby to make me more interesting for the fellas. Watching TV all day is NOT working.
Perks of 2013: I graduated from College and am one step closer to curing cancer.
p.s. I got a cat.