Exactly.
Aw, hell yeah. FLIGHT ITINERARY CHANGE.
Who’s gonna be 29 minutes better rested for the big San Fran Tweet-up?
GPOYW: The “Why Am I At Work The Day Before Thanksgiving?” Edition
(via hotncoldfuture)
**COUGH COUGH COUGH**
I am SURE it is an error that the person above did not give credit to the artist, Mike Monteiro, RIGHT?
Yup x 4.
Oh. Em. Gee.
I don’t care that he’s a douchebag. I don’t care that he’s a cheeseball song writer. I don’t care it’s embarrassing that I adore him. I’m going to see him play in Charlottesville, VA, and I’m excited. So there.
…I saw thirty 2-year-olds wearing hand-painted, grocery bag turkey costumes screeching Thanksgiving songs (some of which were in Spanish) whilst doing adorable 2-year-old dance moves before retiring to their pre-school classroom to entertain their families over mini-kitchen sets with green punch and Goldfish crackers.
Let’s remember, this admission is coming from someone who plans never to reproduce.
But, but, they were wearing construction paper feather hats. And they had snotty noses. And I died of cuteness overload.


I would buy a plane ticket to Austin for any one of these.