My friend Heather told me yesterday that new emojis are on their way. How exciting!
While I agree that we need a hot dog, there are some higher priorities on my list:
a bottle of hand sanitizer
doritos- preferably cool ranch
white wine (why only red? and how about a whole bottle instead of a glass.)
someone having a meltdown at work
a middle finger
a huge pile of laundry & a washer/dryer combo
a burrito (what’s with the flan? does anyone use that?)
a pregnant woman
CHEESE (how is it possible we have no cheese? we have noodle soup, half a sweet potato, a really shitty geometric kabob, and a tempura shrimp…. but no cheese!)
a bride who looks more like a bride and less like an angel
18 more dancing girl variations
This day, this week, this month. I’ve had enough. Chris has had enough. Together we’ve just been so miserable at work recently.
It’s hard enough to just be an adult and live life. Why does everything about working with other humans in a professional environment have to be so miserable?
TGIF + day off work + visiting my sister + DC + Fitches + overdoing it + pride + Chris is back from Italy + SUN + air mattress slumber party + all the shenanigans that are gonna go down.