Pro tip. My dad emailed his story to himself whenever he worked on it. That way he would have date and time stamps if anyone tried to steal it and also so that if the computer crashed and it was erased, he had an accessable copy to go back to.
I had to look at this for five minutes to realise that it was BBC and noty the onion
This is why I imported all of my writing to Google Docs.
This is a reminder as your resident Latina that Día de los Muertos is a cultural holiday and please don’t appropriate it for the sake of instagram likes and fashion
miss job hunting back in the day when you could just ride into town on a horse and be like “i’m a doctor” and everybody was like “cool no need to see if that checks out or anything”
When I walk into the mall and see Christmas decorations up the day after Halloween, I feel the same way Hamlet did when his mom married his annoying uncle so shortly after his father’s death.
Thrift, thrift, Horatio! the Halloween Mars Bars/Did coldly furnish forth the Christmas stockings
Sunshine and Shit Jokes 