I'll be on the 7 o'clock to Chicago
Tonight I went to a barbecue at Michelle's house, which was fun, and boys are stupid, and not just in the way that boys are stupid because they'll never like me because I'm ugly and fat and blah blah blah. I mean that boys are actually legitimately stupid in the way that they think dead baby jokes are funny and criticize Hannah Montana without any logical basis and my little sister just walked into my room "to say hi" even though she could very well have done that from the hallway and what just happened to this sentence?My mom just gave me a hug and said, "you smell like smoke" and okay let's think of all the possible reasons that Natasha could smell like smoke? Because it's definitely not because she was smoking. I thought I was at this point where I'd made it clear to my family and friends that I think smoking is absolutely disgusting and have no intention of doing it. Another thing I realized tonight: I do not believe that Bones and Booth need to get married now that she's pregnant. But I don't like the term "feminist" because it has all these bad connotations, or at least connotations that I don't think apply to me.
Also: I take issue with people who can't appreciate pop music and hold themselves above everyone else because of that. And I take issue with the fact that my clothes now definitely smell like smoke and are going to have to be washed before I wear them again, which sucks because it takes two wears for these shorts to be comfy and at least one wear for this chambray shirt (funny phrase) to be soft enough that it's more comfortable than a cardigan.
And now I'm going to go write because it makes me feel better. Not that I'm feeling bad right now. Because I'm not. At least I don't think I am. Whatever.
