Also, my neighbor died.

When you regulate your mental health by eating certain things and having a very specific sleep pattern, and then your sleeping schedule gets messed up because of a new job / new shift / your old job sucking, and that causes you to go off-balance with your eating plan, your mental health suffers.

And now you’re fucking crazy and are either going to have to torture yourself by setting a new schedule, or just give up and let the crazy take over.

just found out there is going to be a Pitch Perfect 2 and oh my God my life is great

consultingsonic:

madblackgirl:

team 5’5 and under where ya at

they didn’t let us in they thought we were 12

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About a month ago I had to get new work pants because the dress code changed. We needed to wear nice slack-type pants as managers. The store had a bunch of XS, a bunch of XL, one large and one medium. The large were slightly too big but wearable, but the mediums were slightly too small (went on but wouldn’t button/zip).

Today I am comfortably wearing those mediums to work :) 

I’m just cranky because I work at a DQ that has only been open 10 1/2 months so every single employee is new except me and one of the other managers, who has 4 years of experience. And no one listens to me! “No, we’re not going to be busy for Black Friday” opens early and runs specials and never even has a lunch rush. “Umm we should probably get a few more staff in for customer appreciation day” gets annihilated by customers. “we’re getting inspected, we need more spoons because we can’t SHARE SPOONS BETWEEN DIFFERENT TYPES OF NUTS and the spoons in the sprinkles need to have the handle sticking out, and OJ stuff needs date stickers” gets marked off on sharing spoons / spoons in the sprinkles / OJ not being labeled “dont even open on Easter, you’ll be so dead” labor is 40% because we had no sales and double the staff.

Like Jesus you asked me to stay because I had experience and KNEW WHAT I WAS DOING, and you’re not going to listen to me? Done. Don’t need your shit anymore, DQ. 

true life: i work at dairy queen

true life: i work at dairy queen

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I’m trying to go to as many concerts as I possibly can before 2017 because I know that in 3 years, as history dictates, one of my favorite bands is going to be sacrificed so MCR can come back. 

Even though it’s been a year I sometimes just sit back and smile to myself because Fall Out Boy is back.

I woke up today and immediately felt relief at the fact that I wouldn’t have to wear an N95 mask for the 3rd day in a row. 

basically fob fandom

yaygerardway:

november 2009:

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february 2013:

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lemonspice Asked:
On a scale of 1 to really fucking disgusting, how bad are nachos with blue cheese?

fairytalesnlullabies:

heyy--sugar:

That shit turnt up all the way to 11.

#spinaltap 

I thought I was dying. 

Today I had my first caffeinated drink since lent began. I am SO WIRED. Now I remember why I wanted to give it up for lent. 

fangpants:

Why do dudes always wanna know your bra size tho, what are they gonna do, buy you bras?? Cause that would be very helpful bras cost a lot of money i would save a fortune

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