It’s always weird little things that remind me I’m an adult- it’s never “aww yeah, drinkin’ beer” it’s “hm, I seem to care about laundry detergent.”
Ah well. Tomorrow: Dinosaurs!
My favorite exclamation for accusations of adulthood (or something) is “I’m a 24 year old child!”
uugh, weird adulthood revelations… my partner and i actually received a cheese and sausage platter. for real! and it had a few fancy little jams with it for the crackers. i never knew cheese and sausage platters were a real and legitimate thing! we felt so fancy…as we devoured the sausage and most of the cheese over the course of a week under the guise of “well we wouldn’t want it to go BAD…!”
what is adulthood REALLY?
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