I’m really glad I got over my fear of dogs seeing me naked.
Last year I was like, Oh look at me, I’m doing my own taxes instead of having my mom do them, I’m such an adult now! Now I realize, I’m clearly not capable of doing my taxes correctly, this time I’ll pay a certified tax person to do them for me, look at me being a responsible adult!
This morning I decided to stay in bed for another 15 minutes instead of showering before work. And then I had cookies for breakfast. Fuck it, I’m an adult.
fucking star treatment
I knocked over a Christmas tree last night while drunk. Another first in 2013.