Big ass owls drop big ass doodies.
Yes, apparently it is going be be one of those Mondays.
I think I just agreed to go to Ikea on a Sunday afternoon.
I freaking love the fencing.
I want a double double for breakfast but I don’t think they’re open yet.
It’s way too early to be up on a Sunday and I went to sleep way too late but I just couldn’t skip tennis. It’s like a drug.
How early do you think I have to leave to avoid traffic when I go up to LA for a meeting this afternoon?