My boss and I have come to an understanding about the direction of this work relationship.
Holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit
CJ got me the ipad for christmas a couple years ago. When ipads came out I thought they were dumb and had no reason for their existence, but I really love mine and have found PLENTY of uses for it. I use it basically as a second laptop.
I’m not a super tech-y person though, and I think I would probably have survived well enough with a kindle fire, but I love how things flow among my devices.
The kind of person who has an iPhone AND an iPad AND a MacBook.
gonna go instagram pics of my apple products and drink starbucks and something something podcasts.
WEED IS WACK, WESLEY! Imma Wesley gimme that weed!
“I’m calling the cops on you.”
weed is wack, wesley
“ask me again in 10000 years”
“do you mean milliseconds?”
*10000 milliseconds later”
“want that weed?”
“yeah actually. light up that blunt.”
all I want to do is smother everything in my sight with chocolate and eat it
because everything is making me rage-angry or crippling depression-cry.
It sucks because I’m feeling everything SO HARD especially wedding details etc.
but also it would be ideal for me to get my period like YESTERDAY because if I have it on my wedding day I will probably definitely flip a shit.
Every time CJ laughs at one of those dumbass Geico commercials I’m like “don’t you laugh at them! They’re not funny! Don’t encourage them!”