I do that with my cats.

Probably, just not as quickly as the sun is killing you.

I’m pretty sure the “working blender” thing is a lie. That doesn’t even make sense.

I’d have to go with Britney for the same reason. She’s been active a much longer time than the others were, so there’s more variety. Ick.

I’m a 32D or so, which VS carries, but they always try to cram me in a 34C (wrong, wrong, wrong).

I randomly happened to be with my mom at Dillards when she was looking for bras and thought, “I need some new ones, too.” The girl who helped me was roughly my age (late 20s or so) but just stared at my chest for a second and started pulling things. I was skeptical, but she knew what the fuck she was doing. I didn’t…

I did think it was Mr. Bill Murray at a glance and was both confused and disturbed.

I smoked pot a few times in high school, and it just made me paranoid and uncomfortable every time (lots of fun at a party). I do have some anxiety, especially social anxiety at that time, that was elevated to paranoia, but I have another friend who also suffers from anxiety, and pot just mellows her out and reduces…

“#igotnothin” pretty clearly refers to constipation.

I tried to leash-train my cat once, and every time I took him outside, he freaked the fuck out. He kept looking for somewhere to hide until I took him back in.

AND it spells something realish! I like that!

“What the fuck, Dad?”

For a hot second I had Jonathan Franzen and Jonathan Frakes mixed up. I was very confused and sad. And then I realized my error and was greatly relieved.

Booooooooo.

It’s time for me to re-watch Muppet Treasure Island, I think.

If you find something good, do share. Sometimes you can find Levi’s with a decent rise, but I don’t know about true high-rise. You might try going to a decently-sized department store (JC Penny, etc), as they would be more likely than other places to have a variety of cuts like petite.

I have similarly muddy, vague memories during the years my depression was the worst. I dyed my hair blue and only remember that if I pretend. I’m not sure if it was the depression or incredible drugs that clouds my memory, but I don’t regret missing it much.

Processed cheese product.

That necklace is fierce as fuck.

But can she sit down? How did she arrive to this shindig?