I got up at 4:30 this morning to go to the airport.

It’s 10:00 pm now. I’m exhausted. My eyes hurt. I need to go to bed.

Yet I sit here and just keep scrolling…

Tumblr you are bad for me.

Dear Tropical Storm Beryl,

Thank you for getting me half a day off from work. I greatly appreciate it, especially since half my “weekend” is going to be eaten up by a trip to Atlanta.

Love,
Me 

Now I understand.

Hi, my name is Jill, and I don’t listen to current pop music. XD

I also have a drawer full of half-finished craft projects.

I can’t finish things to save my life.

This is why we can’t have nice things.

She even purrs when I rub it on her and make her fur all staticky.

Ridiculous creature.

Dear TV antenna,

THANK YOU.

I’m sorry I yelled at you last week. Thank you for coming through tonight.

Love,
Me

All the usual channels we get were coming in nice in clear.

So he picks now to hit the “scan” button to see what else we can pick up.

He has been reliably informed that if the CW doesn’t come back, I will kill him.

Thank god for livestreaming websites. Just in case.

I think I made my sore throat worse.

By fangirling over the Avengers too hard with my friends.

I’m an idiot. >_<

Does that make me weird?

I think I have developed the flu.

My throat hurts and I’m hot and everything hurts.

I should drink some orange juice and go to bed.

But I just keep scrolling.

Tumblr, what have you done to me?