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I heard through the grapevine (and by “grapevine” I mean Stacie) that the Puckerhawkes are back on the social media scene. Totes adorbs but we’ve been stayin’ social off of the media scene since the good ole OSU days, so stay salty people but we’re really the cool kids in the VIP marriage circle.
Your boy is back in action. Gotta admit, it feels pretty good to be connected to the real world again, and this brand new iPhone I’ve gifted to myself is the shiz.
Surprise, bitches, guess who’s back from their “social media cleanse”? You have no idea how long I’ve been pestering Zach about this, or what it took to finally get him to give in. Blatant bribery and using our own daughter against him? You bet.
Your girl got a nice, fat bonus and she’s heading out to celebrate. Who’s with her?
Thank Frannie for the five-day weekend. It was exactly what I needed this week, and I don’t even celebrate the holiday!
The smell of the ocean, the homeless lined up and the vain, plastic people with face, lip, ass injections all strolling idly by deciding what the best filter for their latest instagram pic should be.
LA, I loathe you. I hate to say it but: I’m back.
So, getting a U-Haul for all my things was a good move, but I’m not sure how I’m supposed to move all this into the apartment without some help. In translation: anyone willing to help a girl out?
I didn’t need a busted pipe in my apartment to add to the list of things that would go wrong today, but it still happened.
