I'm not so good at taking advice.
Because I'm independent a contrarian, we went with Away We Go. OK, mostly because it worked best with our schedule. It was very cute. I would kind of like for Maya Rudolph to be my mom. Maybe. It was even feelgoody enough to make up for the fact that it ends with them in a huge house with enormous windows BY THE SEA, which would normally drive me insane with rage because I no-one in that socioeconomic class could actually afford it, UGH, WHY NOT JUST HAVE YOUR HAPPILY EVER AFTER IN A RUNDOWN HUT AN ECONOMICALLY PLAUSIBLE WAY PLEASE AND THANK YOU.
Never mind me, real estate is currently driving me batty, so I'm just a little bit bitter.
Anyway. Maya Rudolph: pretty.
Then we went for dinner at the everywhereish place because hello, contrary it was closest. It was OK. I hate restaurants and always will (ugh, people), but the food was nice.
If I were to get a dog, it would probably be Rhodesian Ridgeback puppy, but I won't. Even though the breeder I've had an eye on for a few years now has a ridgeless female puppy for sale. It's not from the bitch of hers that I most admire, so I WILL STAY STRONG. Also, I don't want a dog. IF I SAY THIS OFTEN ENOUGH IT WILL COME TRUE.
When I got home, the cats made it very clear that me being away until half-past ten was Not Acceptable. I think they think my curfew is at about six. I think I think it's at about five. I don't know which is more pathetic (it's not like they were without human company all day or anything), but I'm exhausted, and someone's killed my duvet in revenge.
Never mind me, real estate is currently driving me batty, so I'm just a little bit bitter.
Anyway. Maya Rudolph: pretty.
Then we went for dinner at the everywhereish place because hello, contrary it was closest. It was OK. I hate restaurants and always will (ugh, people), but the food was nice.
If I were to get a dog, it would probably be Rhodesian Ridgeback puppy, but I won't. Even though the breeder I've had an eye on for a few years now has a ridgeless female puppy for sale. It's not from the bitch of hers that I most admire, so I WILL STAY STRONG. Also, I don't want a dog. IF I SAY THIS OFTEN ENOUGH IT WILL COME TRUE.
When I got home, the cats made it very clear that me being away until half-past ten was Not Acceptable. I think they think my curfew is at about six. I think I think it's at about five. I don't know which is more pathetic (it's not like they were without human company all day or anything), but I'm exhausted, and someone's killed my duvet in revenge.