random late night thoughts

brought to you by insomnia:

I want to have a fondue party.

Dave and I talked about what our kid would be like, and we decided he would be very much like Adam Driver. It’s perfect really.

So we are sort of like Han Solo and Princess Leia…aww.

I hate my mom bod.

And I hate how everything on my body hurts all the fucking time.

But I like my legs.

And my ass is pretty good. So it could be worse.

I’m super pumped to cut my hair but now I have to wait until next Thursday.

I’m currently under four blankets and I’m still cold.

It’s snowing. I hope there isn’t a snow day tomorrow. I need to get out of this house.

There’s more, but I don’t feel like sharing it.

Dear sleep, please come.

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