Isn't this awful?

I'm still trying to figure my life out and unfortunately, it doesn't want to unravel. It's such a shame the world revolves around money... if creativity and imagination were worth cash, I'd... well, I wouldn't sell mine, but I'd probably rent it out for science projects, fashion shows, and design competitions. Be crazy to sell it, I worked so hard to build it.

So right now, I'm on the phone making that call nobody wants to make when they're grasping at straws, and still have to make a trip to that place nobody wants to visit when they're grasping at the aforementioned straws. It hurts bad, but that could also be hunger.

And what's up with the wait music? I hear it over and over again, but it's so blandly generic, I'm positive it couldn't possibly ingrain its melody into my gray matter without managing a hostage situation.

i hate weddings

Really. They take a lot of time to plan bridal showers for. I know I ended that sentence with a preposition, but trust me, that's the best grammar you're going to get out of me this week.

Dear Arizona,

You know, you've always been my go-to beverage when I had little or lots of pocket money and a thirst for power and fruit punch. But now that Brisk has come out with it's 24 oz. wallops of liquid, I'm torn. I know I've cheated on you, but I just can't help it. They offer lemonade all by itself. And mango with dragonfruit. And... peach iced tea.

Brisk and I have a relationship that... you just can't understand.

But you and I will always have Arnold Palmer... We'll always have Arnold.

Love, Brie