Oh, good. I get to read about someone’s trip.

I hate brunch. There's the part where you're expected to get up, WITH NO FOOD OR COFFEE IN YOU, and head to some crowded restaurant, then wait in a lobby for a hundred minutes. Then always--ALWAYS!!--some asshole party of 10 is just before you, because hey, what's more fun than a huge GROUP going to … Continue reading Oh, good. I get to read about someone’s trip.

June gives Lottie an aptitude test. Films it. Blogs it. Oh, June. How dull you are.

9:31 p.m. The problem is, I get cockamamie ideas. I decided to give Lottie a puppy aptitude test tonight (Google fucking "Puppy Aptitude Test"), kind of a personality test, to see if she will grow up to be psycho. In the test, they offer a series of activities to see how your pup--or, oh, spawn … Continue reading June gives Lottie an aptitude test. Films it. Blogs it. Oh, June. How dull you are.

June accidentally records her life. As opposed to this tome.

I was just uploading photos from my phone onto my computer mom boreeng and I saw among the photos a video on there that was half an hour long. "?" I asked myself. seer y uslee, we so ober this story I clicked play. It was a blank screen the whole time. You could hear … Continue reading June accidentally records her life. As opposed to this tome.

The one where June makes hilarious Presidents Day puns

Edsel doing his sled dog impression. Or his Mushmouth impresh. Whichever. It snowed again, which is very exciting for us here. My work is delayed a crummy hour. Given how much sliding down my street I did last night, I thought maybe they'd close the whole thing down. But no. I hope this weather won't … Continue reading The one where June makes hilarious Presidents Day puns

Where June somehow mentions Princess Di, human trafficking and QVC in one post.

At work, a bunch of us are doing Dresscember, which is this challenge where you wear a dress every day in December, even on your ding-dang days off, as kind of a fundraiser to say, hey, I hate human trafficking. I HATE Uncle Jamie. Do you want to know what annoys me? Is just try … Continue reading Where June somehow mentions Princess Di, human trafficking and QVC in one post.

In which June does not forget to add a senior picture

I bought a new yogurt this weekend; it has flax and pumpkin seeds and Lionel Ritchie and I don't know what all in it.It's a very busy yogurt. This yogurt also informs me that it's gluten-free, and guess what I am sick of. Gluten-free is the fat-free of the '10s. Remember when we were all … Continue reading In which June does not forget to add a senior picture

Now I know how Joan of Arc felt. Plus, hot soap.

One of my coworkers has a football at his desk, as though he were OJ Simpson or...some other football player such as Jim Namath. Because they were famous for having footballs on their desks. It's on a little stand--not my coworker, his football--like it has its own three-pronged house or whatever. "Hey, I'll hold the … Continue reading Now I know how Joan of Arc felt. Plus, hot soap.