Hot Milk.


March 30, 2018 by sandwichcontrol

And other things misheard at a party.

So last night, Lightning Blackwood and Teacher Sis forced me to celebrate my birthday.

And now it’s over.

If you want any cookie cake, I know a guy.

As always, I was the life of the party…

Thursday, March 29

But really though, a big thank you to them for forcing me to celebrate. And a big thank you to everyone who came by.

Next year, I’m busy that day.

I’ll be washing my hair.

In Iceland.

Or Peru.

Not sure which yet.

But busy nonetheless.

Today is Friday.

Only 5 more days until my bees get here.

I’m so fucking excited.

I’m gonna be really bummed when I kill them all because I have no idea what I’m doing.

Being a grown up who actually knows how to do things is really hard.

It’s much easier to just pretend.

Like I’m about to go pretend to do push-ups.

If only “do push-ups” was secret code for “eat pancakes and sausage and eggs and hash browns”.

But it’s not.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC


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