Taking Stock: February 2021
I don’t know if I should be piling more onto my plate. I can barely carry my plate. I served waaaay too much at the buffet.
I don’t know if I should be piling more onto my plate. I can barely carry my plate. I served waaaay too much at the buffet.
I just finished watching eight long and convoluted seasons of Girlfriends. At the beginning of the series, everyone is painfully skinny. I stay wanting to feed Miss Mya Wilkes a burger.
Capitalism is a bitch. You’re born, lied to, you work, then you die. There’s gotta be more.