Liker of coffee and words. Occasionally cranky. tumblr elderly. I apologize in advance for my tags.
I love the way you can give a cat a piece of cheese or a blob of yogurt and they look at you like you are God.
Oh lord. I missed that. I am extremely sharp. Sharp as an overripe banana.
As a personal matter, the contents of the corset are generally more to my taste than the corset itself.
Courtney, is this you??? NGL. Stephen was one of my fave parts of Suffragette Scandal. Which I never said anything about. Here is a terrible review.
I didn’t feel well last night and was lying in bed feeling pitiful—holding my kindle but not reading it. David absently said, “Do you want me to rub your book?” Then he came over and massaged my Kindle and I laughed a lot. Then he rubbed my feet with the nice peppermint foot cream, which made me feel better. He asked me if I wanted to put on socks and I said no. But he said, “Yes, you do.” And he put socks on me. For some reason that was hilarious.
Basically I recommend marrying or committing (if that’s your thing) to someone who makes you laugh and who laughs at your dumb jokes and insists on putting socks on you so all the dust in your apartment doesn’t merge with your feet.