i'm kind of obsessed with texts from last night. in a really sick way i love reading about how much worse someone's life is than mine. i have never ever ever thrown up in a walmart sack and had to carry it around all night. i mean, there's something to be said for that.
on a completely unrelated note, am i the only one who wishes that things made for babies could be made bigger for adults? take this, for example.
this is called the nap nanny. you put the baby in there, a nice comfortable, reclined position, belt them in, and they fall asleep like that. for hours. i mean, what we really need is for that to be made about three times longer and twice as wide and i would totally burn my bed and sleep in that. it's soft, plush, and i imagine it would be the best thing ever. it's recommended for babies with colic, reflux, poor sleeping habits...i have sleep apnea...i'm convinced this would cure me.
what's totally wrong here? the slogan on napnanny.com is "everyone sleeps". well dammit if everybody sleeps why don't you make one of those for everybody? how is this fair? short answer: it's not.
wannabe indie kid confession of the day: i'm obsessed with ke$ha. she says the dollar sign is supposed to be ironic. i'm going to run with that.
MEL.
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