Tiny ruckus, just standing there and barking at me. I’ve given him food, pats, toys, play time, ice cubs. What do you want, doggie???

This prick is no help at all. This household is now team Chihuahua and anti-Pomerania (loud dumb, dumb dogs)

I need to find a new energy drink that’s more #keto friendly. I though the new V varieties were ok because the sweetener was listed as erythritol, but I needed to keep reading! Look at that sneaky sucralose!

Or maybe I just need to go back to only drinking water, gin, and coffee - instead of chemical slurries.

My genetics are pure peasant, but I strongly feel like I was meant to be born a lady of leisure. I’m banning future me from accepting extra shifts for the rest of the year, I don’t care how much she likes money.