Ugh this book. Synopsis: This is a novel about a young woman's efforts to duck the ills of the world by embarking on an extended hibernation with the help of one of the worst psychiatrists in the annals of literature and the battery of medicines she prescribes. Our narrator should be happy, shouldn't she? She's... Continue Reading →
Things and stuff
Today I want to talk about something I've never mentioned before. Just kidding guys... I've talked about this approximately 20 times already. It's my brushes. And how I HATE washing them. It is a chore devised by Satan to test the sanity and patience of otherwise rational people. So I buy new ones. Which results... Continue Reading →
Teresa's Big O(pinion) 