Instagramarama, Met Con Blue and Srirarcha lollipops. Also, Willie.
Shhhhhh. I’m blogging now.
Purrhaps if my iPhone stopped buzzing, I’d be able to get some of the stuff I’m being buzzed about done. I’m a BUSINESS man not a business-man. Ugh, that’s a lie. I’m neither of those things.
I’m just a busy creative who hates crunching numbers and making plans and coordinating schedules and booking dentist appointments and remembering to pull my Optimum card out of my wallet when I go to buy my weekly skid of Life brand diet cola from the mascara & Benadryl store.
Can normal people have account managers for their lives? To organize things?
I just Googled it. Apparently some people DO have managers. They’re called “Justin Bieber” and “Taylor Swift.”
OH YEAH, Biebs? Well I had dozens of managers when I worked at McDonald’s in Grade 10. They hated me and I got written up for wearing nailpolish on the regular. Good times.
Here are a few snaps from the past couple days. For the play-by-play, you know where to turn… but honestly, don’t.
You’ve got better things to do than waste your precious time wrapped up in the minutae of some other human’s life. We all do.
P.S. Sriracha lolipops exist.
Do. not. want.
More bloggage tomorrow. More everything. Bring it on looniverse.