Talking to you makes me feel like a whale just dropped on my heart and it’s about to go through my butthole. Not pleasant.
So I just google imaged a guitarlele and I’m a little bit disappointed about how ordinary it looks. What? No lei hanging around it’s neck? No fat man?
Okay.
So, apparently a guitarlele is an actual name for an actual thing! Hahahahhahahaha. Everyone. Think about how funny that sounds. Thanks, Irina H Ridzuan!
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Almost 5am and I’m having trouble sleeping. It’s making me a little bit sad. I’m supposed to get up for church in an hour and I’m still wide awake and looking at bikes online. I really want to get a bike when I move to Adelaide. Why do phrases like “the bees knees” or “the bomb diggity” exist? What do they even mean? Why do I stay up until 5am thinking about these things?