Author’s Note:
Well shit. I don’t know if you’ve heard, but something’s abound and it’s not a great something. However, it’s not a world-ending something. Keep your heads, don’t be dumb. I miss you all.
The Post, For Real Now:
I am a very good boy. I don’t mean to brag, but I brush my teeth twice a day and I eat all my vegetables. I am an extremely good boy.
That being said, it’s been a while since anyone has told me I am a good boy. Therefore it came as a shock to me when, at a family meal, my dear mother commended me for eating two helpings of dinner by saying “good boy.” This vexed me. Continue reading
If you’re anything like me, then you’ve definitely gone to the post office- not expecting anything to be there, but just for the satisfaction of opening up your PO box and feeling like an adult. I’ve made the shameful but oh-so-tempting empty-handed walk out of the post office many a time. Naturally, spending so much time there, I’ve noticed some odd things about the building.
Hello Lover, 