I'm Serious. I'm Kidding.

“If we end up divorcing let’s be civil... for the children” That was something I was going to say in a video I wanted to shoot today but I don’t feel like making attempts to be funny …or showering My mind has been consumed with thoughts since Friday night. I don’t know Christina Grimmie’s music. I didn’t follow her when she was on The Voice, I remember she was on The Voice though and I did think to myself, “That’s weird she’s on The Voice. I thought she had already made it. What's she doing here on The Voice?" Before she was just Selena Gomez she was Selena Gomez and the Scene and when they were around I was deep into my Disney Channel addiction so I knew that Christina Grimmie was touring with them, so I had just assumed she was in. When Andy Lassner retweeted the news report that she was shot at HER own concert and tweeted “WTF” I too said out loud… “WTF?!”   It reminded me of Selena… my Selena (I can call her that, I met her

WHOA. Writing. On a Friday. Eating ribs. Little tired. Bladder… half empty. Hi. I haven’t had an overwhelming need to write junk that is more than 140 characters and throw it into a blog and have it live on the internet forever or until the internet goes into foreclosure in a while. Why now you ask? I legitimately had a panic attack the other day because I realized my debit card expires in October. As I could feel each beat of my heart hitting my sternum, or my ribs* (whatever bone is in front of my heart)  I watched a clip of Bernie Sanders talking about poll numbers. I wrote a note “write about debit card or polls” A post about my debit card would have talked about the impending doom I’d feel once my card expires and I receive another one. Do you know how many websites and phone apps my card info is stored in? (Do I know how unsafe it probably is for me to just have disclosed that on the internet? Eh. CARPE DIEM, son) I would have to go in to each one and change my card in