2. Every time I see one of those "ask me" memes on Tumblr, especially with people meekly asking others to play, I just wanna puff up indignantly and be like, "In MY DAY, we didn't go around waiting to see what people wanted to read about it, we filled out surveys when we felt like and told people they could take it or leave it." I wonder if I could somehow tie in a statement about how Tumblr culture makes people base their self worth on how much people respond to them.
3. I have so many clothes. Too many clothes, really. I know this. I know that I should either stop buying them, no matter how inexpensive, or force myself to get rid of things I have yes even if they're not worn out. But instead I'm doing all the things they say not to do: hanging onto too-small clothes because "they might fit someday!", hanging onto too-big clothes because "what if I need them again," and so many things I never wear but just "know" I'd miss if they were gone. Only I never have time to sort THROUGH them, so while there is probably more room in my drawers than I think there is, I've pushed stuff around so much that they're a big mess, and for convenience I've just started piling clothes in stacks after I wash them. Hoarder style. Like a straight up hoarder. [LITTLE PUBLICIZED REASON TO BE SKINNY: your clothes take up less space]
4. But I can't worry about that now, because I'm going to the zoo tomorrow! WOOHOO!
5. Also, it is Christeph's 1-year anniversary*, and neither of us actually knows what we should do. Hence, the zoo. And probably a pizza date. Those things can be romantic, right? Whatever. You're talking to the couple who spent Valentine's Day at the science museum.
(*We finally decided what it should be by splitting the difference between our First Official Date on May 31 and our first kiss on June 2. Math to the rescue!)