- What a relief
- I’m getting fat
- This muffin was so worth it
- How can I start my own herb garden?
- I hope my dad is proud
My mom and I had a drunken conversation last night about love and marriage. She’s a very, very, traditional Korean, so it surprised me when she said, “Stefanie… I don’t care if you don’t marry a Korean. You can marry a black guy for all I care. As long as he’s a nice person and he takes care of you. I just want you to be happy.”
That made me happy.
I seriously don’t think that I would ever put on clothes if I had my own place and it was about 75 degrees.
Can I have pizza delivered to my bed and on the special requests section I’ll just ask for a handsome man, preferably Derrick Rose, who can feed me the pizza and give me a nice back rub.
I’ve been up since 6am. This has nothing to do with anything.
I’m in bed right now and I’m hungry. Food is downstairs, but I have to cook it myself. This makes staying in bed and starving myself a lot more appealing and reasonable.
Maybe being up at 6am does have something to do with this.