Today I saw and fell in love with a child-sized dinosaur quilt. After a bit of Googling, I found out it comes in Full/Queen. I might be making some horrible decisions soon. I honestly can’t tell if it will be something I immediately regret, because it will be 150% less amusing as soon as I get it home, or if I will regret not buying it. It’s hard to find affordable kids’ quilts in Full, this is unfortunately something that I know, because I am fucking whimsical or developmentally delayed or some shit.
I hate when you’re doing something you’re ashamed of, and the universe decides to make it difficult. So you’re now annoyed, and forced to simmer in your bad decisions.
For three days, every time I tried to watch Total Divas, my DVR refused to play it.
I was trying to watch Total Divas.
For three days.
Do you know how that feels? Do you know the anguish that it brings?