My book is never going to have a title. Nothing is right. And I was just told to search for words or phrases from poems to find something. Isn't that what I've been doing?! Yeah. Not helpful advice. Hopefully Kendra will have something better to say. I kind of like one from my list, but I really don't know how that's going to translate to a concept.
People should listen when coworkers offer their opinions. If person A is way more knowledgeable about a subject, person B should probably go with what person A says. Instead person B will probably just pick something cause she likes it. So annoying.
I am really upset about something and think I'm being irrational.
Apparently you can chew or brew (in a tea) morning glory seeds, then ingest, and get high. They did this in the 60s. It made a comeback in teens in the last few years. My cousin decided to try it. I'd like to slap some sense into that kid.
If I go to Evan's graduation I will probably have to sit down and eat a meal at the same table as my step-father. Who I haven't seen since I moved to Baltimore. I will probably end up vomiting if I try this.
Unless said step-father ends up going somewhere (read, I'm not telling where yet, but I do know the specific location) before said graduation. I kind of feel bad for hoping he does go. But I shouldn't.
I don't know if I can watch the next season of Top Chef. They have obviously gone mad at judge's table. Hosea, you did not deserve to win. Carla and Stefan, WTF?!
I will not be naming my dog Chili-Chili Taco, no matter what my dreams tell me to do.
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