Tomorrow’s still up for grabs.
[Passive-aggressive rant about work shit that’s got me in a particularly ugly mood.]
I had my mom drive me to check on a cat I’ve seen lying in the same spot in a ditch for two days in a row tonight so I really identify with Will in...
Note to self: you are 1/4 of the way through a master’s program. Stop eating half a bag of mini marshmallows for lunch.