Stay-in-Bed Lady

Waiting for the rain to stop so I can go buy rain boots. Sigh.

Literally throwing up a little bit in your mouth is really quite unpleasant.

I don’t care how delayed or slow it is, farting in a crowded subway is NOT acceptable.

Hot oil popping out of the pan is one of the worst parts about cooking.

Sometimes never leaving the house is just the sort of thing you need to refresh and contemplate why your life sucks.

Scratching in public is a good way to deter would-be attackers.

Illuminated / drawn in by the iPhone’s glow / SQUASH goes mosquito!

Discussing the stuff that goes on under your toenails is a pretty intimate conversation, no?

Getting locked inside an apartment is totally different than getting locked out. Send help post haste!

To the guy who has an angry/fussy cartoon version of himself tattooed on his arm: You are my hero.