Why don’t we look at perfectly toned people with rock-hard abs and think a) you must be really insecure to try that hard, and b) man, you must hate fun. I hope your lack of body fat keeps you warm at night, because I bet everyone hates making dinner plans with you.
Also, I am OBSESSED with this house. OB. SESSED. Everyone who reads this blog actually knows that already, since I’ve emailed them all about it individually in order to have opportunities to talk about it on the maximum possible number of occasions. But still. I’m gonna mention it again, in the vague hope that some mysterious benefactor will give me a million dollars in the next week or so. This house is CONSTRUCTED FROM MY DREAMS, AND BOUND TOGETHER WITH RAINBOWS. I want it, mysterious benefactor. I WANT IT SO BAD.