I had a hilariously weird dream last week.
My mom noticed this picture of Troy and Abed today and asked me if they were my friends. I told her they were my best friends.
The Coven from Zombie Burger in Des Moines, Iowa. This was a special Cajun burger with fried shrimp, andouille sausage patty, Cajun cream sauce, pepper jack cheese and chipotle mayo
I’m looking forward to returning to my one and only true love in Iowa in a few weeks. I’m going to hug all the burgers. And then die of a heart attack.
This is basically how I feel whenever I’m not eating In-N-Out Burger.
The other day I was wondering what happened to Dunkaroos and I found this place that imports them from Canada. They’re sold out of the vanilla frosting with the sprinkles, so do I settle for the chocolate or wait? These are not the thoughts I expected to have as a 25 year old woman, but here we are.
All hail Obert Oberheim-Vorwald of the house Ginder, the First of His Name, the Obese, King of the Futon, King of the Houseguests and Brief Visitors and the Apartment Complex, Khal of the Water Bowl, Breaker of Glass Trinkets, and Mother of Dragons.
The teens’ video for their original song ‘Are You Loving It?’ has them turning down processed junk food for healthy veggies.
In other news, my friends made a cool video.
This used to be my favorite hobby back in 2009. I had a lot of life goals back then. The good news, I suppose, is that I’ve met all of them. However, the bad news is I most likely no longer have the opportunity to receive a free sub sandwich.
My laptop decided to throw itself a rager last week and constantly turn the display purple one moment and blue the next. Once I figured out that it was a motherboard issue, I bought a new one to replace it. Yesterday, I retrieved the shiny new thing, and today I got drunk and answered a survey about the retrieval. And by got drunk I mean I am drunk. Do you guys think I need a new hairstyle? Maybe that’s the real problem here.
How I feel every time I find myself sitting at the Genius Bar.
I’m sorry for coining the phrase “Manic Pixie Dream Girl”, by Nathan Rabin.
Music Video: Weird Al - “Word Crimes” (“Blurred Lines”)
For grammar nerds everywhere.
This is the only version I want to hear for the rest of my life.