Word to the Wise: Do NOT purchase anything from Radio Shack. Ever. Trust me on this one.
I’ve asked this question at least twice in the past month. Thanks, Tumblr, for fixing my most basic problems without even trying.
- Me: Hey, what was the black dude's name on the first season of weeds
- Lil: The character or the actor?
- Me: Character. You don't know it, do you?
- Me: Are you googling?
- Me: All I could think of to google was "black drug dealer on weeds" and i got a wikihow on how to be a drug dealer of weed
Again with the angry that I both wasn’t quick nor covert enough to snap a picture of what this fifteen-ish year old was wearing the whole freaking time I’ve been posted up here at Au Bon Pain. I’m not kidding you, it was a black and hot pink plaid jumper whose bottom landed about an inch below her butt. As if being fifteen absolves you from my judgment .. please. Stop dressing like a ho, it will only garner you the attention of grotesque 35-year-old men.
A few years back in the summer, at the height of my drug addiction, I was also a big pill popper. Vitamins, that is. Think about how counterintuitive that is for just a minute ……. just think …….
The whole deal with vitamins came from the previous school year and sort of my past issues with eating disorders (yes, I’ve run the gauntlet of “issues”, but live and learn right?). I’ve always been a light eater, someone who eats half a sandwich when she’s at her hungriest, and people take notice. Well, in light of the lack of food intake, a roommate of mine was always like, “Oh who fucking cares if you’re anorexic, as long as you take vitamins.” And so it was.
I don’t remember a good portion of that summer or a whole lot of details, but I do remember my 12-vitamins-a-day regimen. I legit would hear stuff on Oprah or read something random talking about this vitamin is good or that vitamin is something you should take daily, and then I went and bought out GNC, basically. I was in my dressing room the other day and noticed a bottle of something mad random, starts with a C-R and I was like .. seriously, Denise? I think there was sincerely a part of me that was like, well, I may be over-indulging with the white powder and alcohol, but at least I’m taking my vitamins!!! Must. Be. Kidding.
Oh yeah, and I’m better now, although I can’t sleep without sleeping pills, but that’s like a whole different issue altogether since those barely even work.
something something something Google Chrome something something.
I don’t even remember what I was going to say, but I’ll put this in my queue anyway just to remind me sometime tomorrow to remember my rant/rave about this browser. Fucking sleeping pills.
My Girl on AMC. Right. Fucking. Now.