When I was little I hated pants, I simply refused to wear them. I still hate them today, but it’s no longer socially acceptable for me to run around with no pants on.
On an unrelated note, yesterday I made the best ******** brownies this world has ever seen. However I ate like 12 so I’m not letting myself have any more. I can’t imagine how fat I would get if I baked all the time.
On a side note I also make phenomenal cupcakes.
It’s been snowing since yesterday and we’ve got about 4 in, which is pretty lame.
I hate BC.
I’m starving my face off so I’m going to go eat, or bake some more brownies.