Who's that girl?

Song of the Day: 22 by Taylor Swift

I'm back in Glasgow. I spent most of my day binge-watching Inside Amy Schumer (again?!) and a few episodes of The Office.
It feels good watching women I can relate to; Amy Schumer, Mindy Kaling, Amy Poehler, Zooey Deschanel. All my life I've been told to be less emotional, to stop crying so easily, to wear stop being so girly. No. To quote Jessica Day from New Girl, "I just wanted to listen to Taylor Swift alone."
That's me.
Actually, let me describe myself with a few .gifs. However you pronounce that. (I say it with a soft g motherfuckers).

When I go out:

Also when I go out:

The rest of my life:

Every time I see something cute:

How I'm trying to act when someone flirts with me:

What ends up happening:

Also, when I make a really REALLY dumb decision:

A few hours later:

A few days later:

And finally, when people tell me to be this or that:

What also feels good is listening to Justin Timberlake late at night. Damn you Jessica Biel!

I tricked you! This was another post about my FEELINGS. Yeah. I bet you thought you were going to read something interesting!

Wait...this is a blog that barely anyone reads so...yeah. It's another sparsely populated corner of the internet where I vaguely describe my life. 

Oh and, Ireland was interesting. I enjoyed Belfast far more than Dublin. Belfast was a cozy little town, oddly connected to two things that are synonymous with death and misery: The Titanic and Game of Thrones.

Right! I almost forgot! There's a new episode tonight! There's a lot of blood and death and...poop. 

It's FUN!