Warning: kinda gross

I'm constantly learning new things about my body. And no, this isn't a drippy dedication to the vulva.

Today I learned that before I freak out that my belly just gained 2lbs from gorging myself after a ten hour shift... I should pound back a coffee and take the inevitable shit that's been brewing up in my intestines over night. This is the 21st century people, and third wave feminists should be proud that I'm breaking gender barriers (or something) by talking about poop.

Because who doesn't want to?

Oh by the way I am working now. Thus the 10 hour shift. I bake and serve up happiness to admiring children in the form of a hefty kiddie cone.

I'm going places, man.

And she wrote...

I think the worst part is
living in the uncertainty of
how beautiful you are
.. or can be.

Spacey thoughts from Sar.

Halp!

A pineapple just barfed on my head. It's ridiculous.

subs

Seriously, if someone could just translate my subconscious.... that'd be great.

No plan

Sometimes I don't know where I'm headed or what I'm doing, but I'm looking for answers to the unstated question.

In other words, ugh.

OWO

Mirena, you cruel yet wonderful woman.
If I have an ovarian cyst, I may flip my shit.

Uhhhh, get it together reproductive organs.

If you're going to broadcast something controversial..

make sure you're intelligent first.

Also, social media gives me license to challenge an image that some self-righteous dick thought was insightful. You wanted to it play as an exposé to demonstrate your non-existent concern for events outside your own realm, and it still failed.

I hope you find a rich husband.