dude, work sucks.

If i ever get stuck having kids, I want to be so absorbed in their culture that I know every single piece of their pop-culture lives from infantism to teenville, both of which are words. Like, the characters of whatever cartoons are big growing up to the names of whatever music they decide to listen to. And after these kids I may or may not have get grown up and move away or whatever, I want to be that slightly-old lady at the gym with slightly-saggy parts who still wears black shorts with the world FLIRT printed in big baby blue letters. And I will hit on younger men.

And i will have a tortoise.

.............The end.