hello all for my next trick *chugs down 5th peach bellini**eats the glass*
the fact that people can see me makes me kinda uncomfortable not gonna lie
Had to label the old trash barrels so the collectors would know to take them
This should be the last post on tumblr before it is shut down.
when i grow up i want to be a library goblin. i get paid to wander the shelves and be discovered curled up and reading in unlikely places, perhaps hissing if i am interrupted in the middle of a good part. why would a library pay for this service you ask? because it will add to the ambiance next question
someone: what are your plans for the weekend
me: who knows
me: (i know)
me: (i’m not leaving the house)
Honestly this is why I work 3rd shift happily.
My BiL is a neurologist who has done a lot of sleep research and one of his favorite areas of study is circadian rhythms. He says that being a night owl is real, it is predicated on the genetic structure of the brain, it is not just “laziness,” and it is not a disorder. He hypothesizes that its original evolutionary purpose was basically to produce night watchmen—people who can stay awake and alert at night to protect the domicile while the early birds sleep.
So we’re not lazy, night owls; we’re the fucking late shift lookouts. Gonna grab my torch and patrol the perimeter if anyone would like to join me.
Me
HIS FACE IN THE LAST PICTURE!!!! 😭😭😭
lmaaoooooo
Hahahahahahahaha