What About The Archives!?

I was heading upstairs for the night when I walked past my parents' bedroom. I have no idea what they're watching, but someone on the tv said, "You can do great things, but you don't have to sell your soul."

Now, many things went through my head in that moment, but somehow, as I was ascending the dark stairwell in the middle of the night, I whispered, "But it's free real estate."

I'm just disappointed I didn't accidently scare anyone.

Shoot the messenger, send a message.

Brb, I'm gonna go freeze to death.

I've had more strawberry lemonade in the past few days than I've ever had in my entire life, and honestly, I think I have a new favorite drink.

My beanbag was bleeding out all over, so now I'm just sitting here, on the floor, sewing up a beanbag, while reading.

I've just discovered I can't be forklift certified for at least three years.

To say I'm disappointed is an understatement.

Today we got to help a couple out with yard work, mostly involving raking up leaves, unfortunately, it was raining. So, ya. That was fun. The second I got home I layed down on the couch and passed out for two hours. Yay.

When does a car become a meteor?

Pesky Birb

Me and my siblings are planning on rewatching My Street this summer in preparation for season seven coming in the fall. We get extremely busy during the summer and almost never interact during the day, so they've asked me to calculate the time it will take to watch it so we can fit it into our schedules.