Welp, that's depressing.

Ok, so I don't usually discuss topics like this on here, because, well, I don't want to sound like one of those stupid girls who's obsessed with getting married and dating and has nothing else to think about.

But seriously, when you've hit the point where the girl you worked with that ate food (from other people's plates) out of the trash can is married, I feel like your chances are getting slimmer.

I mean seriously. The food went from a plate that was taken away from someone who was finished with it, put into the trash can, then she picked it out of the trash, and PUT IT IN HER MOUTH.

And she's married.

I'm not saying I'm never going to get married, or that I'm an old maid by any means, but when you're what's left after the trash eaters, you realize there might be something wrong.

She hadda go bathroom

Today apparently seems to be the day of bathroom type images.

First of all, I was on my way to the subway this morning and saw a dad leaning over his son. Then I realized that this guy wasn't just talking to his son, or doing something like that. He was helping his (4-6 year old?) son take a leak in the street. Just peein' away. Nice little stream of yellow urine, running down 86th street. Lovely.

Then, I was on my way to go get crepes with some friends (the crepe was delicious, by the way) and there was a little girl on the subway eating something. If this something had not been in a Snickers wrapper, I would have sworn to you that it was something that had just protruded from the north end of a south bound baby. I almost threw up.

Overall, good day, with a few disgusting images.

ice ice baby.

So, I know that my family may scoff when I say that it's cold outside, as they sit in their 3 feet of snow, but I would like to paint a picture for you all.

This morning, I woke up it was nice and toasty in my bed, but when I looked at my window, I knew that the warm and toasty feeling wouldn't last as soon as my feet touched the floor. My windows were steamy. Steamy like I had been doing more than just sleep (which I was not).

Then I put on my glasses and realized there was something else wrong with my window. It was frosted and iced shut. On the INSIDE!

You think I'm lying, don't you? I thought you would. Therefore, I took a picture for you. Several. Just to prove it to you.




Good morning, crap fest.