ok my parents just started vacuuming the house, even though i explicitly told them i need to do my very important silence-is-mandatory-except-for-good-music work. i am thinking of taking a page out of the book of a small terrier and running around the vacuum, jumping towards it and dodging around it, yapping frenetically. i guarantee results in some form or another.

meanwhile, my parents rented this bollywood movie where this male playa is killed by a vindictive ex and comes back to earth in the form of a woman to learn his lesson about what it’s like to be a girl. this could be earthshattering but truly a must-see. i can’t wait.

i spent an entire date last night explaining why i have no faith left in men and always pausing to say, “except for you, of course.” game over, baby. insert another quarter and start praying.