1986. for all intents and purposes the last year of my childhood. we lived about 5 miles from the beach. everyone I cared about was still alive. life was just good.
2000-2005 (couldn't pick one year) met future wife. grad school. started teaching. got married.
2020 (second half) didn't die from alcohol withdrawal. (got prescribed some lovely benzos to keep the seizures at bay) finally started putting that shit behind me.
Today is goddamn Thursday, bitches.
yeah.
i was gonna put some cool facts about thursday,
but I don’t have any.
*stares awkwardly into distance*
THURSDAY!!! 👻
I'm going to need to know where exactly he southern border of the Pacific Ocean is. That just looks really arbitrary, and I don't want to accidentally cross into the Arctic Ocean or something.