Friday, June 1, 2012

I'm almost 31. The world is over.

I love Garfunkel & Oates. It's like they jumped inside my brain and sang my thoughts.

I don't really think the world is over. But what they're saying is certainly true. At 29 I was all, "Hurray! I'm awesome! I'm gonna meet the man of my dreams and we're gonna get married on a cloud, be bajillionaires and rule the world and ride unicorns with our fucking gorgeous children."


I love my career...and have a sardonic and overly self-deprecating sense of humor.

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