My name is Carie. I am 28-years-old and living an eternal awkward phase in that ignored part of New York... the state part.
I'm a writer working at a convenience store while raising two parents on my own with no help from my deadbeat siblings. I am also an amateur Baby Wrangler for my niece Giulia aka Baby!
You may say I'm weird but I say I'm awesome and since I'm me and you're not, I'm right. Just saying. So take a look around my blog, if you like it, stick around. If not, peace out. I'm not here to fucking impress you.
The company who supplies our propane called and wanted a count. Fuck that. It’s fucking pouring outside.
Working on my day off. I have a bool to finish by today so… I’mma read. I’d be more pissed if today wasn’t a Muslim holiday akin to Christmas from what I understand. Still ain’t gonna do shit today however.
So I have to work tomorrow on my day off. Fucking awesome.
My parents are supposed to be pissed at my mom’s sister for the way she talked to me after our Chicago trip but they still treat her like everything is cool. Are you fucking kidding me?
I had to stay late at work so my co-worker could fill the cooler. Fuck that. Do it on your down time, you know, like I have to.
I am so tired and frustrated that all I wanna do is sit alone in my room and do nothing but my gramma is here staying with me because my parents are out of town and she wants to watch shitty movies on tv. Usually I am on board with that but I wanna just hang out, alone, and wallow.
Yay. I get to work tomorrow too. Fucking son of a bitch.
K-pop dance party while I put NGG back together.
They always stifle the homoerotica. Stupid, lame TV.That’s all it is and it’s GLORIOUS. I don’t think it’s as homoerotic as Blood and Sand, but I am appeased.And also, it’s oddly shakespearean in how they talk.
I’m watching spartacus: vengeanceI feel that is filled with shirtless ripped men fighting in homoerotic fashions and I am on board with this.
Dear friend units,
How are you? Where are you? I miss you. Please, come back.
Friend unit Carie