This is the nerd version of the pope announcement
Late Night Ramble
Pet Peeve: When coffee houses (excuse me…*ahem* café) try to make you feel/look stupid by purposefully making their menu difficult to understand. Like, seriously, where are the pour overs you have available today? Now I have to order something generic like, a house coffee or a latte. DUMB. I can get that crap at Starbucks (which I boycott by the way…). I would like to try something unique that only you can offer, but NO. YOU HAVE TO MAKE IT SO DIFFICULT FOR ME TO UNDERSTAND AND THEN YOU MAKE ME FEEL STUPID FOR ASKING. I JUST WANTED COFFEE OKAY?
Book borrowing is the biggest form of true love it’s like, “Here’s a piece of my soul that I think you would enjoy.”
On another note, I’m actually having goosebumps from so much pain cause of this fucking. cramp. Stupid. period. Stupid. uterus. Stupid. vagina. UGH.
STORY OF MY LIFE.
cramping so damn much.