Through the fire
My hometown of Santa Diega is burning down. Luckily, it’s the redneck hick outskirts that appear to be mostly affected. But the burning debris is leaking into the nucleus of the city, where my fam lives. It’s really very sad to think about. I hope it’s contained soon.
I’m in one of those phases where I hate all of my clothes, and want to buy a completely new wardrobe. Not to mention, things keep shrinking in the wash. No, it’s not (just) because I’m getting a li’l bigger, but the sleeves on my shirts are encroaching up my arms. Double you, tee, eff.
The Body Shop does not sell its self-tanning lotion during the winter months. Does that make any fucking sense whatsoever, asks my white ass?
