wit & shit
not literal shit, and not a whole lot of wit either
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- ate a family-sized mac & cheese from wawa
- heckled a bartender named pete when he didn’t know how to make me a kentucky lemonade (mama needs her bourbon)
- gotten high enough that i could feel my lymphatic system breaking down toxins
- saw a bunch of fucked up fetuses and skulls (and grover cleveland’s back skin! and a slice of einstein’s brain!) at the mutter museum
- had a mariah carey/dixie chicks dance party
- come up with some really good recipes involving turnips (the art of necessity: root vegetables edition, coming to bookstores near you in 2025)
- seen my boyfriend ovechkin in person
- managed to bring up PELICANS at least 3x per day. this will continue until people join the discussion.
- taken one shower (sorry i’m not sorry, if i left my house maybe i would think about upping this number. maybe. probably not.)
- watched a lot of the cosby show/decided that heathcliff & claire’s relaysh is the model to which we should all be holding ourselves
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