It's Thursday but I'll backdate this so you never even notice that I'm out of turn, okay?
I have the urge lately to do completely away with my online existence. Blog. Facebook. Twitter. I figure you bitches that I love, I still have your phone numbers. I'd just need to work on my texting skills. I kind of want to pull the blanket over my head and not peep out.
And the eating? Good God. I'm pretty sure I'm eating my emotions and I can't even really put my finger on what's bothering me.
The clean laundry pile is threatening to take over the living room and right now I'm trying to keep the baby from eating an electrical cord.
I just discovered today that Blogger has a phone app! So, look forward to posts from me in the future that are painstakingly pecked out with my index finger while I pump milk while my emotions are going crazy.
I have the urge lately to do completely away with my online existence. Blog. Facebook. Twitter. I figure you bitches that I love, I still have your phone numbers. I'd just need to work on my texting skills. I kind of want to pull the blanket over my head and not peep out.
And the eating? Good God. I'm pretty sure I'm eating my emotions and I can't even really put my finger on what's bothering me.
The clean laundry pile is threatening to take over the living room and right now I'm trying to keep the baby from eating an electrical cord.
I just discovered today that Blogger has a phone app! So, look forward to posts from me in the future that are painstakingly pecked out with my index finger while I pump milk while my emotions are going crazy.
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2 comments:
Oh man, maybe this is all hormonal? I should be more sympathetic but I honestly chuckled when you started out wanting to delete your online existence and ended with the blogger app. HAHAHAHA.
Who is bugging you online that you want to disappear so badly?
Woohoo! Milk soaked posts!
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