I wish I had a yellow coat...like a wool peacoat or one with toggles. I've missed my chance this winter.
I just deleted like 40 people from Facebook. I was like, "why are these people my 'friends' anyway?" Do I talk to them? Do they comment? Do I comment? Do I hide their updates?
Can they do anything for me? Yeah, I actually asked myself that last question! Wow, that's so selfish corporate adult of me.
I also went to my private blog (shut up, you don't know about it, it's private) and did some cuts cuts cuts. People don't need to be reading it. And hey, if you don't comment then why should you even get the right to read very personal shit I write anyway?
So you know, just sayin'. That's how I am feeling tonight.
I like cats because they don't judge your moods or ever think you're weird. You don't have awkward texts with them, or Facebook annoyances with them, or chat/email fights. Yeah, cats are pretty fucking rad.