I am no longer speaking to a certain parasitic pharmacy.
No need to name names.
Or point fingers.
But it's all your fault.
And I'm telling.

Princess Pants has lost her damn mind.
Maybe it's contagious.
Sorry, Lady. I swears it wasn't on purpose.
"Isn't that cute? He's all like, checking my vitals."

Pretty has caught the Etsy bug.
He's excited because he just bought a vintage organic chemistry textbook.Of course he did. Surrounded by beautiful hand-made goodies, and he finds a textbook.
He took me on an adventure to Almost Mexico over the weekend. He rowed me around in a boat and then we had a picnic.
It was almost cute enough to elicit a gag reflex.
...Who talks like me?

So far, this year has been weird. Super weird. I continue to feel like nothing that's happening around me is real and have to put extra effort in distinguishing dreams from reality. Not that anything earth-shattering is going on. Maybe that's why it can be hard to keep track. Lots of dull, nothing worth recalling.

Still can't explain this effectively.
So damn tired. All the time.
A little motivation would be great.
Gonna snug bug the Love Puppy now.