Warehouse/Workplace

In a time far far away from here, there is a young girl who feels amazing. Why does she feel amazing? Simply for the reason that people believe her when she says she hurts all day everyday and that Motrin and all those other little bitch drugs don’t do anything. So they give her what she needs and she is a happy, functional, motivated person.

But in a present time, she has a device that hurts all night, and is supposed to be reshaping her mouth. She has to sit all day under fluorescent lights and in a building that originally was a warehouse full of dust and cockroaches, to an accounting firm where people could smoke indoors for many years, to what it is now.

Lots of hurt.

I need superpowers

There are certain things in life I will never understand. Like why I cant read minds, or why nobody thinks exactly the same way I do. Seemingly simple things that apparently nobody has mastered. I'm not asking to rule the world, or to have slaves (that is what children are for), or for my favorite type of cookie (which you would know if you could read my mind) to magically appear in front of me.
No, I'm simply asking to understand how people think and why they think the way they do. Or for them to think like me, not both because I dont need to know what they are thinking if they think just like me.

Things that I think are no brainers to understand, or think up...to some people it's like rocket science. I will use my ever so loving boyfriend as an example. Dishes in the sink, not just the sink but the side of the sink that has the garbage disposal. In my head it's simple...don't do it. You can't use that side of the sink..it takes 30 seconds to just clean it..or at least put it in the dish washer which is right beside it! We have been at this battle for like 9 months now and he just doesn't get it. If he thought like me he would understand my correct thinking on the matter and not do it.



How it feels. (must be worse for him because he is wearing a suit, and everyone knows those make you want to die. If there was a random "chicken dance day" at work, everyone in a suit or button up would fail)

Slacker

OK so I know I'm a huge slacker. I would love to be able to say that so much has happened in the last like 2 months. But other than I finally got the appliance that will make my mouth normal sized (so I can finally eat hamburgers and subs), that really is about it.

Enjoy this picture of a fetus cookie.