I can’t imagine what the friends and family of all those wounded and killed are going through today. I can’t begin to comprehend what his mother is going through today. Thoughts and prayers for everyone effected by this.

Sometimes, when I’m driving to work, I think that I’d rather have a disabling accident than live through another week of bullshit. Not the same thing? Okay, I have nothing to offer here. Bless it, as we say here.

Hey me it’s us in our late 20’s and its way better over here, trust. See you soon when I am late 30’s I'll check in then

Ehh, she paid them back with interest after she realized she couldn’t keep up her end of the deal. If she had tried to keep it up, she might not have had the chances that got her where she is today. This is not Kim Davis style not doing my job and still getting paid.

When I don’t do what people pay me to do, I get yelled at and I stress and get mud butt. Would be nice to not do my job and make millions. Some day maybe..

I have fucking constant dreams that I’ve been skipping math class and I’m going to fail. I seriously had one last night. My dad’s 67 and he says the school dreams never really go away :/

that is also clever and saving the waste of a zillion of those small napkins.

Fuck it, I don’t want a mouth full of grease/oil. That’s why I blot that bad boy, not because I want to delude myself into beleiving I’m some how saving myself calories.

Hey, girl. I like what you have to say on this subject. Let’s hang out and get some pizza or something.

My cousin who had a fancy, boozy wedding, had little gift bags at the end with Vitamin water, asprin, and snacks. Cute and useful!

I have to say, whomever runs TSA’s Instagram account is very good at their job. It’s all cute dogs and the stupid shit people try to bring on planes.

I think TSA would have a problem with that too.

The TSA does realize that terrorists don’t write “BOMB” on their explosives, right?

You’re very funny. Plans change. Paths change. I’m maybe an oddity (I’ve always been odd) but I got into a good college, dropped out because I was so depressed I couldn’t get out of bed for weeks and missed all my finals, went back to a shitty, not-hard to get into college, graduated with all As, temped my way into a…

I’ve been out of college 20 years... and yep, you’ve pretty much nailed it. Siiiiigh. :-(

I hate to tell you this, but it barely matters where you go to college, provided it isn’t expensive and puts you in a lot of debt. It matters that you get good experiences (work/research), and pretty good grades. High school barely matters.

I was like you in high school and when college rolled around, I had got into the good school and got the great scholarship and started sleeping when I realized that a) my health needed it and b) I was burnt out and jaded. Now, I work and go to grad school full time and still sleep more than I did in high school...

Im in college and I'm having an existential crisis from not not sleeping in high school. fml.

Eh, in college you get to study more interesting things. You won’t get any more sleep, but it does get better.

I’m old. This whole dance “proposal” thing did not exist back when our war was still Cold. It's weird.