On Facebook. To my best friend, Courtney. We’ve been engaged for like three years, I think. Anyway, today I noticed Facebook has stopped giving me wedding advertisements and have switched to what I call the “You’re never getting married, are you?” advertisements. You know, weight loss supplements, etc al. It’s like, why does Facebook even care if I’m getting married? What are they? My mother?
What are their advertisements for married people?
Get a sense of humor, losers. Scooter gangs turn me on.
- Me: I didn't know he had a brother
- Wittyretort: They're twins.
- Me: Can you like the twin?
- Wittyretort: He's a Yankees fan.
I hate when I’m writing a story and suddenly have lost all reasoning behind it. Where was I going with this when I started? Why am I taking a class about the Urban Essay? WHAT THE HELL IS AN URBAN ESSAY?
Man, I can’t wait for grad school to be over.