Look what I finally won yesterday! I have a love/hate relationship with claw machines.
Guess who he reminds me of?
So, for those of you wondering why I’ve been an overemotional bag of dicks lately, here’s your answer:
I was just minding my own business, going to the bathroom, then it’s all, WHOOPS DON’T GO IN THE OCEAN. And of course I don’t have any pads with me. Fun conversation:
Me: Uh, can we go to Walmart? Like, right now?
Dad: Is it to buy you pants?
Me: WILL YOU FORGET ABOUT MY PANTS FOR LIKE FIVE SECONDS I have uh. A situation.
Dad: I knew you were bitchier lately. Let’s roll.
So we go to Walmart, I buy some pads, and also…
I am cuddling a Flash bird. Right now.
At work.
I’ve lost control of my life.
Oh, I almost forgot. I had a dream last night that to promote the new Batman movie, a Batman-themed Angry Birds game was made.
All the pigs were dressed up like Gotham Rogues, and all the birds were Batfamily members. I remember that Catwoman wasn’t in the game, because my subconscious couldn’t figure out if she should be a bird or a pig.
