Oh watch, I bet she wound up closing today and didn’t get to send me an email to let me know.
… why though
I’m not sure which part you’re asking why to.
Why my mother is taking me is because I’ve remained jobless by going through the conventional channels (aka, sending out my resume to everywhere under the sun and walking into every place I can find that might possibly hire me).
She’s taking me to go apply to wait tables at a sports bar she hangs out in. Waiting tables with a broken back is literally my idea of hell.
Argh I have to get dressed so my mum can take me to go apply for jobs I am physically incapable of doing
I hope danereys’s brother dies
I got the weirdest boner from him. Like, physically, he is exactly my type, and oh god he was kind of gorgeous, but on the other hand, holy fucking shit what a sleazeball creep kill it with fire.
People in television fandoms complain about hiatuses happening in between seasons, where you get a new episode every week.
People in comic fandoms put up with one new issue a month, unless we’re very lucky, with years between volumes. Assuming it even gets a second volume.
Holy shit, Ms Marvel’s getting tense as hell.