Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Hey listen, I think it's real rad that you like your mom. In fact, I prefer you have a good relationship with her. But spooning me and cooing, "I miss my mom" at the same time really isn't going to work for me. If you miss her so much, why don't you go let her make you some dinner and pack up in foil for you to take home. Sorry I'm being a bitch. Actually, no I'm not.
You can see yourself out.
Posted by anna at 10:31 PM
Monday, April 18, 2011
Look, you don't have to like her. It's MY thing. I really don't need to hear how you "don't get it."
I don't care if you don't want to expand your spiritual journey in this life (even though you totally should). Oprah is one of my best friends and she told me so herself. Don't text me anymore.
Posted by anna at 5:14 PM
NEWSFLASH: Soul is back. It never really left. If you can't get behind this idea, then we aren't meant to be. Soul is good. Kings of Leon is not a good band. Sorry.
Posted by anna at 5:10 PM
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Memorizing Every Football Statistic Ever But Can't Remember We Have To Go To My Cousin's Thing at Chili's
Posted by anna at 7:53 PM
Look, this is seriously uncool. I am trying to enjoy the sweet sounds of the Indigo Girls and you are just going to ruin it like that? Lame sauce. Don't even try apologizing. You embarrassed me.
Also, I'm really pissed I had to leave the show escorted out by security. That Miller High Life was too expensive to waste.
Posted by anna at 7:50 PM