WHAT. THE. FUCK.
TAKE ME TO VEGAS.
Going to mcdonalds to get a diet coke before work and the dude in the drive thru did the old man voice from family guy and as I was driving away and I just go “EWWWWW” and I pull up to the window and he was cracking up. We bonded.
thanks to Taylor I’ve gotten really good at being patient you know like someone tells me “hey can you hang on a minute??” and I’m like yeah Taylor Swift makes me hang on for 2 years it’s whatever
Any other day I would’ve said no to this night shift, but working tonight will put me at a 55 hour work week. That 15 hours overtime, 9 of those being night pay.
jerry accidentally walked into someone elses interview so he backtracked and pulled out his phone and just scrolled through it in the middle of the red carpet
I have slept maybe 9 hours in the past three days and 8pm rolled around and Will went to go back to post and I was like “Woo, bedtime.”
Then I spent 6 hours playing Sims.
I think I’m a robot.
I don’t think people realise how hard it is to re-discover the person you were before depression or even try to remember your own personality
Finding wings in New York City.