I woke up to a storm going on outside… Uh oh.
Yeah that’ll happen.
All I want is pizza why will no one deliver? It’s just some crazy weather. We’ve seen worse. It’s San Fran.
All the pizza places are closed I’ve already checked.
I went to look out my window to see if the storm had gotten worse and as soon as I pulled the curtain the lightning flashed and I saw my reflection and thought it was a murderer or something.
I’m a genius.
Happens to the best of us honestly.
Does anyone else have those days where they want to throw everyone who approaches them off a bridge?
This is me everyday.
Nowhere to go and no one to go with. It’s a little boring.
I mean, I went to the museum last week by myself and that was fun but…wasn’t the same. I guess? Does that even make sense?
You could go partying?
How the hell is the fun? Do you knit for fun as well?