Speaking of last week’s time warps, an end of the year senior English paper is kind of the same. (Knowing about it for a month and waiting 27 days helps that, but whatever.) Basically, we are lame humans of the female variety with broken minds and pained hearts that cannot take the extra time to work together to get lost in the wonderfully crazy rabbit hole that we will talk about next week. That is a promise. For now though, Shakespeare is calling my name in a super witty fashion.
Duces (or however you spell that)! Keep your nose in the blender and your tongue on the frozen pole! ❤ 🙂 😛 😉 😀