I have a long standing relationship with the DMV.
My fly is down. I wish I knew why it was so sad.
I drunk dialed what I thought was the pentagon last night. Or as I proclaimed “I’m making a business call. A super business call.”
I bought four identical Harry Potter posters and hung one on each wall. My best attempt at wallpapering.
I wonder if a short adorable person ever thinks, “I want that big weird person to put me in their pocket.”