grumpy gills.

Sometimes things happen.

Sometimes I don’t feel like talking about my ex boyfriend in blog form. He’s a good kid, but I don’t want to have him here. I’ll do a prom special or something. But not the epic six part story I had written.

Sometimes I go to work and am completely grumpy.

Sometimes, while I’m grumpy, my coworker tells me to calm down and the secrets to the male brain with a diagram.

Sometimes I eat too much cheese.

Sometimes I accidently became addicted to doctor pepper.

Sometimes I think too much.

Sometimes my blog doesn’t feel safe for my thoughts anymore.

Sometimes I’m grumpy.

Sometimes my blog feels read.

Sometimes today wasn’t so great.

                Tomorrow will be better.