I need a new job. Like, right now.

"OK, I need new sheets," I say to my friend Bethy. "New sheets for the new bed."

“Okay,” she responded, not sure where I was going with this, seeing as she’d been kind enough to drive me to GET said bed.

“Well, I hate the orange.” I was sleeping on these hand-me-down orange sheets that just BUGGED me. They used to belong to my sister Nat, who didn' ( Read more... )

While watching War of the Worlds the other day with my detachable hip, Madame Mayorga, we had this conversation:

Bethy: "Dude. There’s something wrong with his head. I’m serious."
Jessa: "Dude. There are plenty more things wrong with him than just his head. What’s with the tooth?"
Bethy: "What’s with the tooth? What’s with the hair?"
Jessa: "The hair? ( Read more... )

I admire people who give their insanity 110% -- that bespeaks real commitment.

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