Double snow day!!!

We got a shit-ton of snow (yes, that is a technical term) so we got what was going to be a four-day week turned into a two-day week and it has been MAGICAL. Our cars are snowed in our parking lot so we had to walk to dinner last night and brunch today, which was so nice because we just walked through the streets since there weren't many cars and the snow is still white and not muddy and gross and everything is pretty. It almost feels like college, when I lived in a town where you could actually walk places instead of having to drive everywhere.

In other words I NOW UNDERSTAND WHY SNOW IS SO GREAT I LOVE SNOW!

Why am I so socially awkward

So the boy I was awkwardly flirting with via text has basically stopped texting me back the last few times I tried to initiate a conversation. Like, is it something I did? Or didn't do? Did I text him too much and he was like Who the fuck this bitch think she is? or does he think I'm super crazy and clingy because I'm texting him too much for no reason, although I really haven't texted him that much. There are just a million paranoid theories floating through my mind and I don't have the gall nor the social skills to confront him about it, because my guess is it's probably not even intentional; I'm probably not even on his radar and he's just being a normal person and I am the weird one.

I am going to do something about it this time, so I tell myself.

R & R

You guys you guys you guyssss I am going to a bar on a Thursday for like the first time since college because I decided to take off tomorrow for no other reason than I am going insane even though the kids were not little shitheads today but whatever YAY FOR MENTAL HEALTH DAYS!

Really though what is my life

"The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd: the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence."

— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

Tomorrow is Monday so I should really go to bed

You give me fever, when you kiss me 

Fever when you hold me tight 

Fever in the morning 

Fever all through the night 

But what a lovely way to burn

Tomorrow is Friday and I should go to bed

"But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human. So she was turned to a pillar of salt. So it goes. People aren't supposed to look back. I'm certainly not going to do it anymore." -Kurt Vonnegut

How to pick up girls

Yesterday I was sitting outside a coffee shop, eating a croissant and reading a book and minding my own business. Some guy with his friend walks by and says, “Hey! Will you be my new friend?”

“No, not today, sorry,” I respond, then immediately go back to my book.

“Aw, you’re mean,” he says. “I’m gonna go slit my wrists now.”

Fuck you, asshole, who thinks it’s okay to try to make women feel uncomfortable and guilty just because they don’t indulge your bullshit pick-up lines. I know this is fake suicide threat, but fuck you for thinking that’s in any way an appropriate thing to say (loudly) to a stranger just because you didn’t get what you want. I am sick of men thinking they are entitled to my attention simply because they plucked up the courage to speak words to me. I don’t owe you shit. Fuck off.