You say I'm immature. I say I'm coquettish...we are not the same.

Marry a man who makes you Mac and cheese for Thanksgiving dinner. Even though he doesn't like Mac and cheese.

Just me here vibing with Sideshow Bob in a Minute Suite in Houston until my flight boards.

Welp...since I'm tired of Facebook's censorship of curse words, let's try something:

Fuckity fuckity fuck fuck.

Good night, everybody!