And she's an academic. Questions?
This is apparently what happens to me when I’m the only person awake. Instead of saving, like Word files typically do, I lost about 45 minutes of work because of a stupid file for Lily. Less than psyched about that.
Also less than psyched about most things right now since I’m feeling a bit like I’m the caretaker who doesn’t take care of herself.
Yes, you’re looking at the girl who had many beers and an elevated TV dinner. You’re looking at the girl whose ID isn’t accepted at her local liquor store and a nice man who saw her on the bus and offered to pay for a bottle of wine and beer.
(I gave him twenty bucks, not wanting to be beholden to him in anyway).
And clearly, I’m the one with the frizzy hair and the first and third person tense issues. I like to call it the royal plural, which is ridiculous since I only use it when I’m being self-deprecating or negative about myself.
I should very much like to excuse myself from having to leave my bedroom for several days.