It’s always on the days when the cute boys aren’t at work that time stands as still as it’s standing today. Seriously whoever put the fence post of time into the cement today deserves a heftyass raise. Spending my lunch break in my car listening to Man Man is saving my life; believe it. The world is a stage when I listen to Man Man, I just want to run about screaming with a fifth in my hand. I mean… no. bad.
While blogging at work does make the time go, I’d rather be home playing dress-up and dreaming about my soclose move to Portland.
gritty. rivers. 