Here’s the problem with not sharing every single thought that pops into my head with the Internet: it all stays in my brain and then my head explodes.
What were we talking about again? Ah, yes. Bones and necks. Classic blog post conversation.
Write about em...
Because some things are too ridiculous to keep to myself.
That time my indoor cat got fleas, and I was diagnosed with OCD, and I bought a Dyson vacuum, and officially became an adult.