tigermouth

There is something totally fucking wrong with the world.

Reasons to support this:
1. It's June and we're having unseasonably beautiful weather: not too warm, breezy, generally tolerable. The norm is about 100 degrees plus, meaning I'm absolutely dying because anything over 80 is fucking miserable to me.

2. My boyfriend has 2 Fridays off in a row. WHAT?! Crazy shit is afoot.

3. I am sick. My tonsils are swollen as hell, I can barely swallow (that's what she said), and I think I'm occasionally running a fever. Seriously? What the fuck? I hate being sick in the summer.

4. Obviously, that oil spill is still not resolved.

5. I haven't read a book in 3 months. Double WHAT!?

6. I was craving chocolate chip cookies the other night. I HATE chocolate chip cookies. I can and will bake the best ones you've ever had, however I rarely eat them.

So yeah, all these things lead me to believe that something wicked this way comes.


Stay golden, pony boy.

<3-Y.