This post has things.

I'm a sad, sad panda today. I've been spending the morning between flashes of memories that are equal parts wonderful and crushing, and because I know what I know, they're just crushing. But I'll get over it. I'm a tough girl. Clearly.

Just in time to cheer me up a little bit, though....

My aunt sent me this today:

Can we take a moment to discuss this, please? Thanks.

Look at what a curly headed chublet I am! And with the sardonic look on my face already. I started early.

Yesterday was a fucking WEIRD day. Weird weird weird. Some things happened that made me deeply uncomfortable, and when I was telling Derek and Mariana about them (they're my favorite agents here. They have their own team), they gave me their opinion, and it bothered me. Not in the sense that I'm mad at them, but because I don't understand, and it makes it hard for me to process. Allen said the same thing. I guess it's time for me to have a long sit-down with myself to figure some things out.

In fun news, I've got an awesome dinner with my friends tomorrow night at Tucanos. I am so fucking excited. Stevie and I have been planning precisely what sweatpants to wear, whether or not we should wear sweatpants with pockets and attempt to bring home meats or if that's TOO gross (we're erring on the side of not, because we have little to no pride when unlimited meat is one of life's options), and I am planning on drinking heavily. It's going to be a wonderful evening. I got a jump on my homework specifically so I could go out on Tuesday without feeling guilty, and I'm very pleased about this.

Holly and I have a girl's night at my house planned for Saturday, so I'm skipping out on Saturday cram night with the gang, which means I'm going to have to seriously bust my ass this entire week so I have nothing looming over my head. I'm really excited for these two nights, though. It'll be nice, and they'll be welcome distractions from my sad, sad brain. But maybe I won't be sad by then anymore! The good thing is, it's not a debilitating kind of sad. Just a knowing sad.

And the world spins madly on.

If this has been in any way depressing, please scroll up and note how mother fucking ADORABLE I am. Totes adorbs, some might say.