Martha.
Martha**: Do you remember Simon*?
Me: Ugh. Yes. That guy’s the worst.
Martha: He’s dead.
Me: … You couldn’t have led with that?!?
*Not his real name.
** Her real name.
Martha**: Do you remember Simon*?
Me: Ugh. Yes. That guy’s the worst.
Martha: He’s dead.
Me: … You couldn’t have led with that?!?
*Not his real name.
** Her real name.
I’m terrible at blogging. …SURPRISE! Oh, wait – I already knew and you don’t care. I guess it’s not much of a surprise.
I’m taking the week off and boy, are you going to hear about it. I’ll be telling you all about Bella from Twilight, the problem with Men, the one-hundred-year reign of Donald Glover that began yesterday, and the battle as old as time itself: Ayn Rand vs. Dorothy Parker.
Please, stay tuned. Await with baited breath. Remain in a state of cat-like readiness.
Until then, though, I got you this: