It’s that time of the year, folks: Moving Season. I have a question, why the fuck does everyone wait until it is 106 degrees outside with humidity to rival the Amazon to move? Fortunately, we don’t have to worry about that in Atlanta.
It turns out that yours truly has decided to join the ranks of the box- hauling, stair-climbing, sweatyass morons this summer. After conscientiously packing and labeling last night, I’ve decided to take a break tonight. So as my piles of shit stare menacingly at me I cruise the internet, finding a delightful video of a Vice reporter dropping acid for the first time and attending the Westminster Dog Show. And of course I had to catch up on Jenna Marbles’ shenanigans.
I think that in my mind I perceive Friday going something like this
When in reality it will probably be more like this
Okay maybe not that bad. But it will definitely include some of this
Wish me luck!