I was sitting on my friends bed with her when she came out as gay
and I was looking through a Chinese food pamphlet
so I put it down, looked at her and said “I was going to suggest ordering food but I see now you’d prefer to eat out”
and I don’t think she’s ever really forgave me
Welp, the vending machine ate my money again, so i guess I won’t be getting that second bag of cheez-its. Probably for the best.
On the bright side, I feel a lot better after eating the first bag and drinking a coke. Despite not being able to sleep much after 10 PM I don’t feel tired, and because cheez-its are similar to goldfish my anxiety has gone down.
And I get to do my presentation on Santería, which I always forget how interesting it is, so that’s really exciting. And I have a really good source that I’ve already read so that’s really cool.
Hope everybody has a ballin’ night!