Legs up, hair up

Recycling stale American flag-shaped pretzels as ice cream topping and doodling on my knee in blue pen in true preparation for Mistresses in 11 minutes.  Obsessed with the gorgeous white dress the Dez is wearing on the Bachelorette and pretending I'm wearing it instead of this purple cotton sheath. As if my hair isn't matted into dreadlocks right now from a day running around in the sun like a muddy dog. Work tomorrow for a delayed Monday on a Tuesday like I have anything to complain about at all. And as for commercials........... I'll be polishing my nails apartment search for a new downtown spot because OMG LIFE JUST KEEPS HAPPENING