I WROTE A BLOG AND IT TOOK ME AN HOUR.
I TRIED TO PUBLISH IT
BUT IT SAID THERE WAS AN ERROR AND TOLD ME TO PRESS THE BACK BUTTON ON MY BROWSER SO I DID AND IT DELETED EVERYTHING I WROTE.
I screamed.
Really loudly.
In my living room.
Reality:
I am not a starving child in Haiti.
I do not have cancer.
I'm not going to die.
Reality Number Two:
WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I've had that happen before. I ran to my mommy and she read me a bedtime story and then I realized it wasn't a nightmare, and my mom was five hours away.
ReplyDeleteStill can't figure out who that lady was or why she smelled like vodka.
Oh my. You should report her for impersonating a maternal figure. How dare she?!??!
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