It is seriously socially unacceptable to fucking try and invite yourself to someone's wedding.

Look, dickhead, I know that you invited me to your wedding. And yes, I went to your fucking hokey ass wedding, but that was because I wanted to be nice. But the fact of the matter is your guest list had over 300 people on it. MINE ONLY HAS 130.

Stop asking me why you’re not invited and stop making me feel guilty because no matter how much you NAG I’m not giving you a mother flipping invitation.

/rant

My mother is watching Dr. Phil.

Is it too early to send her to a retirement home?

What I have done today:

11:45 pm: Woke up.

12:00 pm: Had Breakfast/Lunch/What have you.

12:20 pm: Worked on Dad’s Business cards.

12:21 pm: Tumblr’d

1:00 pm: Decision was made to take a nap.

1:05 pm: Nap will start.

susanimate:

Pretty desktop feels pretty and witty and wise.

WE ARE DESKTOP SOULMATES.

susanimate:

Pretty desktop feels pretty and witty and wise.

WE ARE DESKTOP SOULMATES.

So...I got promoted at work.

That’s what I meant by this post. I’m technically not supposed to know but I have my sources.

I get full time hours (which is hard to get in retail!) and a pay boost. Go me!

Only problem is that this means I’m one step closer to becoming a Barnes and Noble retail lifer.

Damn it.

This is my desktop. I like it clean.
And blue.

This is my desktop. I like it clean.

And blue.

Things left to do for the wedding:

Everything.

I have something I want to post! But I can't!

I don’t want to jinx it.

Until I can say something: reply with funny photos. Or penis pictures. Whichever.

OMG! Mr. Knightly kissed Emma! And they aren't married!

This isn’t proper. Not at all!

Sometimes, when I'm bored, I block my sister's laptop from our wireless network just to see her get angry and start throwing things.

It’s quite entertaining.

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