9:04pm

babysat for a couple hours tonight. i think i went well so hopefully i'll get more hours. woop woop, money. in other news, i'm going to finish this orange juice, take nyquil, &go to bed with my fingers crossed. this sore throat is bumming me out. but since i never do pointless picture posts, i'll do one now. i've seen these a thousand times&still like them.

unless of course you fail. then they win&you suck at life. good job, chap.

oh dr. house, how i love you.

picketers. gotta give them kudos.

there's a filter on our tap so i use that. but i'm not a crazy environmentalist nut, either.

i don't know why they put the names down, but i like the eyes.

see? that little guy IS a monster.

i'm usually carrying a book with headphones blocking out the world. it works.

sort of almost kind of true...for a few minutes. maybe. i think. right.

i want this on a shirt.

luckily all my monsters do is steal sleep, make me bleed, &keep me from eating.

unless you live somewhere that could possibly have shitty weather.

no offense, kids.

i can always do that second one. always.

some people have too much time on their hands. i do, but i don't do cool stuff like that.

this is bullshit. no one puts their scale on the carpet.

when i have my own place, i want this for my front porch so people will leave me alone.

saaaays the guy with the spray paint. brill.

i want these.

i had to do a report on this poem in 7th grade. got an A++. fucking love carl sandburg.

my dog surprise, waiting for her chewy.

surprise dancing for her chewy.

summer, my mother's new cat. part bengal, part tabby. shaved from being spayed.

you know it's true. now on to the photos you care about.

or:

prom pictures. best when your friend is shorter, chubbier, &looks like she's wrapped in toilet paper. stay strong today, lovelies. or tonight. whatever.

xoxo

zette

p.s. chicken broth, oj, echinacea tea..i'm gonna have to pee like a thousand times. didn't think that through.