You know, when I was a kid, I always thought that adults knew what was going on. Like, you figure out what you're doing and you DO THAT. But it's really not true. No one has any clue and you never get to stop struggling to figure it all out.
My parents left yesterday for a two week trip and I am SAD. I fully realize that I'm 34 years (51 weeks and one day!) old, but I still need my Mom and Dad, ok?
Man. I really wish I had something of importance to talk about. Clearly, I do not.
BOYS. I need Jared to come over and tuck me into bed for a nap, ok?