babe, dear, and hun sound so weak and cliché. if you were mine, i’ll call you sergeant, general, commander. you’d be my authority figure
Passionately in love with all of my work colleagues. Or, a better turn of phrase would be work family. Such a beautiful, loving group of people.
hungover to fuck
we were rammed last night, so i stayed for a drink afterwards. i didn’t even drink that much but i’d only eaten smoothies and tiny wrap all day so i was smashed.
i have to be at work in 2 hours. ugh. 8 hour shift and then staff meeting/party tonight. i’m not drinking. ughhhhhh
Really don’t want to be at work today. 8.5 hours only, but I’m on finish so it could potentially be a lot later especially as it’s race day. I just want to curl up, watch Breaking Bad, and sleep.
to all my spanish speaking followers: hola
to all my non-spanish speaking followers who feel left out: don’t worry, I just said “hello”. maybe someday you too can grasp another language
i knew a dude in college who kept an old Smirnoff bottle full of water on his desk and would casually chug straight out of it in the middle of conversations with new people in order to establish dominance
Spent an hour after my 9 hour shift singing Rent with one of my best bros/supervisor and now I’m going to have a joint and think about what the Fuck I’m going to say to my therapist when I see her for the first time in 9 weeks next Thursday.
Excerpt from a letter to Virginia Woolf from Vita Sackville-West, Saturday night [27 November 1926]