today, i figured out a few things;
1. from this point forward, i’m going to attempt to attain the mind-set of only really caring about what my mother thinks of me. essentially sending a resounding ‘fuck you’ to my habit of letting pretentious, self-important, dilettantes get to me. too serial-killerish? WELP… what? remember? i don’t care what you think anymore. worth a shot.
2. when my neighbors bbq in the backyard, it makes me want to eat ribs (just like that^).
3. aaaaaand, when put up against the angst and anxiety of a stomach-churning 10 A.M. job interview, having your bathroom ceiling cave in (complete with flooding, and black mold) is kind of like, whatevsies.
(some sort of Reverend Run-esque sign-off)
Tags: moms, life, ribs, kyle, college hill, gotta have a mind state like i'm so great
