A great place for architects and debutantes

Feb 11

Ugh, I just had a really stressful, sad evening. And I absolutely just need to bloggg about it. Blogggg. That’s how I felt… bloggggy. Icky. Uggggy. Blugggy. Uckyyy. Schmuggy. So here I am, watching some Teen Mom thing on MTV and my dad calls. I decide to wait till the show’s over then call him back. But he calls back again. Ignore. Then he calls back a third time and I’m like ugggghhh I’m a bad daughter and I pick up. So I hear this weak “…Judy?” on the other line… and I swear I see my life…