i stayed up til 2am reading a babysitter’s club book. lately i have been staying up til 2 doing shitty, very shittty things. oh this one was called STACEY’S EX BEST FRIEND. four books magically came into my possession last nite i tried to explain the significance of them to fil who did NOT care. he in turn tried to tell me about the hardy boys and i HARDY CARED!

i fucking hate how in every book in the bsc series they re-describe the characters IN EVERY BOOK you have to re-read about how there is a black girl (scandalous) and an asian girl WHO IS BAD AT MATH and one girl has diabetes, one girl is a romantic, tomboy, 1/2 of them’s parents are divorced zzzz ungh. dude i was a serial reader in grade school i read every single book in the series and so did every other teenage girl YOU DO NOT NEED TO EXPLAIN ABOUT THESE BITCHES IN EVERY FUCKING BOOK!!!!!!

though last nite i was thankful lying in bed wasted with fil explaining the shit to him.

yes i will read the other three.

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every couple minutes a door slams down the hall, either someone is being a huge dick right now or it’s a draft of some sort, i am super close to investigating it though with my luck so will someone else and then i’ll have to have a conversation, i’m trying to go as long as possible without learning anyone’s name in this building.

ghostofaflea gets it.