I'm an expert at...
Taking photos of dogs. And leaves. And dogs in leaves.
And posting said photos on Instagram.
Picking my nails. I'm like really good, been doing it for years.
Wasting time and putting things off.
Finding the best Cool Ranch Dorito in the bag. You gotta look, but it's always there in all its ranch speckled glory.
Facebook creeping. I always get to the bottom of things.
Day dreaming. If I worked as hard as I day dream I'd probably be a ruler of a small country by now.
Shoving things in small spaces. Just be careful when you open any door/cabinet in my apartment.
Accidentally pouring milk crusties into my coffee. Noooooooooo.
Judging the "popular posts" on Bloglovin that almost always look the same to me. I get it, you look like a model and clothes look nice on you.
Taking compliments from homeless people. Yesterday a seventy-year-old with no teeth called me "hot stuff." I'm still riding that high.
Eating beans. All day, every day.
Road rage. It's bad, I've said things I'm not proud of.
Knowing all the lyrics to Shoop by Salt N Pepa.
Choosing the wrong line at the airport.
Going into the one stall without toilet paper.
Finding the table at the restaurant that is painfully wobbly.
Saying every line out loud in Love & Basketball.
And people love when you say movie lines out loud, it's not annoying at all. Trust me on this one, I'm an expert.
And on that note, I'm off to get my weekend started. The entire state of Nebraska is traveling to Chicago this weekend to watch the Huskers play Northwestern tomorrow, so it's going to be a good one. Last time the Huskers occupied Chicago this post happened.
Hope your weekend is great as well!