My brother just got a 2 year old dog, right? She’s been laying next to me on the couch. She left awhile ago. Unrelated, I took my bra off a little bit ago and set it on the couch. Out of the corner of my eye I keep thinking my bra is the dog…That’s how huge my bra is.
I am craving a soft pretzel so badly I may actually put on a bra and go to Target to get one from their “cafe.” How fucking pathetic is that? Also, I was bawling earlier watching a behind-the-scenes show on Disney World. Am I pregnant? HA. HAHAHA. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Sex.