thanks to having enough time to read books for pleasure this semester….err, i don’t actually have the time to do it, but i stubbornly assume i do…and then don’t do required readings. so, um. whoops. but thanks.
thanks be to louis c.k., sangria, and fresh skeins of yarn. that is all i need.
thank you to eight minute “cleaning lady” version of fleetwood mac’s “sara” (“i wanna be a star! i don’t wanna be a cleaning lady!”= my new mantra for post-grad life.)
thanks to the hello kitty house slippers that make me forget i have the worst circulation in all the land. #anemicgirlproblems.
thanks be to the lovely state of massachusetts. your weather confusion, subway performers, and creepy churches keep me smitten with you despite the snot-filled, 27 degree bike rides i endure each morning.
thank you insulting bowling alley personas, and salty tasty burger fries.
thanks to the tea selection at the tj maxx down the road (whatever, it’s so good!) and the odd stares i get from my friends when i tell them i have to “stop by tj maxx to get more tea.”
thanks to all of my coffee mugs for looking so damn cute in my pantry alcove.
thanks for having a dreamy apartment with a freaking pantry alcove.
thanks for three weeks and a plane flight being the only barrier between loving on this nugget.
thanks to the dirty jokes my mother texts me each morning. you are the best way to wake up.
thanks to you, dear reader, for sticking around for my rambles. i adore each and everyone of you. really and truly.