Apparently, the interstate between Tulsa and Fort Smith is most prominently littered with broken dreams.

Overslept by almost two hours today. Rushed, panicked, and forgot my bra. Now trying to spin “accidentally sexy” as “on purpose sexy”.

My (hung-over) neighbor, 4:36 p.m.: If I say “bloody Mary” 3x in a mirror, will one appear? Too risky? I’ll take my chances and report back.

RT @BrilliantOrange: The question is “What’s Happening?”, not “What’s Happening Every Sixty Seconds?”