"Then I got in the car and my iPod launched a violent attack on my psyche by choosing to shuffle itself right to the song that (insert ex boyfriend's name here) and I used to sing together in my car last summer.
Aahahaahahhaahhaah. "Then I got in the car and my iPod launched a violent attack on my psyche."
I am tres hilarious, no?
But yeah, I'm okay. It's Friday and I am tired. Everyone is telling me I look tired, and I know that really means I look like shit, and that's because I took up drinking for sport this week and haven't been sleeping as much as I should. I just yawned.
I think I might quit my job and write a book. Not."