My name's Whitney and I'm closer to thirty than twenty. I'm a wild nursing student so that means I'm sleep deprived, hungry, stressed, and apt to steal any caffeine within a five foot radius.
I'm a book lover at heart. I make random puns. I have no shame when it comes to saying crap but I won't dance unless I'm super drunk. I love nerdy things from Doctor Who to Star Wars to Firefly to V to The Tribe.
So. You’re gonna start using my creamer because you’re too fucking lazy to stop at one of the three gas stations, two grocery stores or one Wal-Mart on the way home from your work to pick up milk?
I don’t fucking think so, buddy.
Not trying to be petty but, goddamn. If you can stop to pick up a case of beer then you can stop to pick up a fucking gallon of milk.
ESPECIALLY WHEN I PURCHASE ALL THE GODDAMN GROCERIES IN THE FIRST GODDAMN FUCKING PLACE!