There was picking the carpet, which to me, it was like,
here's a swatch of carpet. Do you like it? Yes. Get that one. That is
not how my husband's brain works. You cannot
judge your success by anybody else's. And anybody
who wants to judge yours by theirs
can get bent and get
bent hard. I said to my husband, I'm gonna buy a new desk. And he
was like, I'm not letting you put a new desk in that office until that
carpet's out of there. And I was like, I'm not letting you put a new
desk in this office until that carpet's out of. Don't tell me what to do.
He was kind of right. It did smell like funky ass dog in here.
Boop. Hi, everybody. I'm Lauren Howard.
Welcome to Different Not Broken, which is our
podcast on exactly that. That there are a lot of people in this world walking
around feeling broken, and the reality is you're just different, and that's fine.
You should know that I am officially the mother of a
10 year old, which is rude
and kind of bullshit because nobody told her that she was
allowed to do that. I certainly did not. She did not ask my
permission. People keep telling me that I need to stop feeding her if I
want her to stop growing, but they whine a lot when you don't feed them.
They, like, constantly ask for food, and so
that's not an option. She's also in the middle of a growth spurt, and she's
eating 10 times what I do. It's
a little scary to watch in that it's also fascinating and
amazing to watch. So 10 years ago, yesterday
night, I was finally getting around
and by finally, three days after the fact, getting around to unpacking
all of the swag from our baby shower, which my mom
had booked or scheduled for when I was 34 weeks
pregnant. And me being pregnant for the first time
and not understanding how things work
said, I don't know, that seems really early. She was like, no, I don't think
it's early. And I was like, I don't know, it feels pretty early. And she
was like, I don't think it's early. I was like, okay. And so
we had a lovely baby shower on a Saturday.
And the following Thursday, I was
organizing things and doing the very,
very beginnings of what I believe now was nesting that I
didn't get to do much of, and touching all the
things and looking at all the tiny clothes and going to pee every
45 seconds because she was, like, elbowing my bladder
Constantly. And feeling like
you're at the point where you're like, this is enough. I don't need to do
this any longer. She's probably fine, right? And no, don't do
that. You should not have a baby at 34 weeks. But that was how I
felt at the time. I can't say this too much because I was only ever
pregnant for seven months. But you do get to seven months and you're like, this
is enough time. Isn't she cooked? And so
I had been feeling weird all day. And again,
never been pregnant before. Don't know what versions of weird I should be looking out
for. And me feeling weird just makes it a Thursday.
Had been with my dad all day. My dad was pretty sick at the time
and just had these weird feelings, this weird feeling of
pressure. Constantly unloaded all the stuff. Looked at him, went, wow, we have
such lovely friends and family. I can't wait for six weeks from now when we
get to use all this stuff.
And said to my husband, you know what? I'm gonna go lay down because I'm
white. I feel weird. Everything's weird. I'm wiped.
I'm going to go lay down. And went and laid down. Fell asleep pretty quickly.
Woke up at like 2 o' clock in the morning because I had to go
to the bathroom really bad. Went to the bathroom
and felt this discernible pop
and went, oh, shit. Called for. My
husband said, I think my water just broke.
To which he said, what? No, it didn't. And I was like, I don't know
that it didn't, but I also don't know that it did. I don't know.
I just. I think my water just broke. And I think I need to go
to the hospital. To which he said, okay, give me five minutes to shower.
And got in the shower while I was standing there with my water
broken, I think. I didn't know. I didn't know. We didn't know
what was happening. I had never been pregnant before. This was all brand new. He
did take a shower. And I tried to drive myself to the hospital because I
was so fucking mad at him. I was so mad at him that he
decided that was the time to take a shower. He was like, what was I
supposed to do? I can't go there dirty. You can't go What? What?
You can't what? So I tried to drive myself. I could not. I called
him from my car and said, you need to get out here right now because
I can't drive. It hurts too much. And he was like, I was coming the
whole time. And I was like, none of you were in the fucking shower
anyway. Get to the hospital. They were like,
oh, well, July 1st is a fun day to have a baby. And I was
like, nope, this is six. We're supposed to be six weeks from now. We're not
doing this. And they were like, no, this baby's coming. And I was like, no,
it's not. You're so silly. No, it's not. And they were like, yes, this baby's
coming. And I was like, no. I said no. 12 hours later,
after 12 hours of labor but 23 minutes of active
pushing, they handed me a baby. And like her mother, she didn't like to
wait. And she was born six weeks early, but exactly on time.
And she has become the funniest, silliest, smartest,
tallest. This child came up to me and put her head on my shoulder last
week. No. Hard no. Not allowed.
She's so quick witted. She's got a better pun game than any adult
I have ever met by a margin of a lot. She blows me away with
the things that her brain is able to keep up with. She really likes Settlers
of Catan. She's a big fan of Catan. She
loves Lord of the Rings. Loves Lord of the Rings. Just
raising a proper nerd and it feels good. She
is the light of my life, except for her sister, who is also another light
of my life. But it's a different light. It's a different light. She is
like a happy, sunshiny, bright light. And
my second child is like a black light who exposes all of your deep
flaws and everything gross on the carpet. That
is their completely opposite vibes. Neither is a complaint. They're both
perfect. Being a mom is the best thing I've ever done. It's also the hardest
thing I've ever done. It took us four years to get pregnant. It has taken
me a really long time to figure out how to be the mom I want
to be and how to care about the right things
and how to get out of the what should be
happening and what's supposed to happen and look at what
actually is happening and what is right for our family and our kids. And that
has been a long time struggle. But man, these
kids make me laugh every day. They make me
better every day. They make me more compassionate every day.
They test my limits every day. They both have
identified limits I didn't know I had and also showed me the
unending lengths I will go to. And
I can actually say that I have been
responsible for the health and welfare of another human for 10
years and I have not irreparably fucked it up yet.
That's something to be proud of. So happy birthday to my
oldest baby who has somehow been around for a decade,
which cannot be possible because she is just an
itty bitty tiny widow baby who fits in my
pocket and came into this world
six weeks early at 5 pounds 11 ounces and
19 inches long, which is almost a normal birth weight
and as long as most full term babies.
And she has stayed that tall ever since.
And I want to reinforce that is rude.
I did get a fancy new desk. It's all shiny and
lacquer y and looks all professional and
stuff. And I rearranged my office with my new desk.
We've had builder grade carpet in this room since we bought the
house. We just took their cheap carpet and we planned to replace it at some
point. And at some point apparently was 10 years later. In
the process of those 10 years we have had a number of
puppies including more than one househorse.
And the fact that the carpet had any structural
integrity left that it hadn't become just dust that we were all
breathing in is actually pretty impressive. And a lot to say about builder grade
carpet because this stuff was here for a long time and had been through a
thing or two. The number of times that it got steam
cleaned in a short period of time due to
a puppy. Because I don't care what kind of flooring is in my office. My
dogs are coming in my office. I don't want to have an office
if my dogs aren't allowed it. I have this office so I
can give my dogs a better life. I've thought about getting a new desk for
a while and then my setup in my office has been
imperfect for quite a while for a lot of reasons. But I will just like
make do with things for so fricking long. For so long. I
will use a broken ass desk for years. And I did one of the
desks that I used up until I got basically a makeshift standing
desk that I used for a couple years. Literally had a hole in the side
cause two of our dogs got in a flight fight and knocked
my kids art easel into it and it
knocked a hole into the side because very clearly it was
super expensive hardwood, also known as
reinforced cardboard from Ikea. But it had a hole in
the side and at one point I was like I should just get some contact
paper and put it down the side of it so it looks like it's Like
a fancy design. My husband's like, you're not putting contact
paper on the desk to cover the fact that it has a hole in it.
You can get a new desk. And I was like, I don't think I need
to. It's probably fine. It's fine. I've been making do with
stuff for a very long time. But for a number of reasons, we got to
a point where it was like, maybe I should actually, like, make my office look
pretty because I have my stupid face on camera
a lot and we should have a cool background behind us or something. I
said to my husband, I'm going to buy a new desk. And he was like,
I'm not letting you put a new desk in that office until that carpet is
out of there. And I was like, I'm not letting you put a new desk
in this office until that carpet's out. Don't tell me what to do. But
he was kind of right. It did smell like funky ass dog in here.
And like many iterations of Funky ass Dog. Getting the carpet
situated was a long process. There was, like, agreeing that we
were going to do the carpet, then there was figuring out where we were going
to get the carpet from, and then there was
picking the carpet when. Which to me it was like, here's a swatch of carpet.
Do you like it? Yes. Get that one. That is not how my husband's brain
works. My husband has a look at every single sample of
carpet and snuggle with it and test it with the pad
underneath it and see what colors it comes in and test
the colors in different lighting. And what do you think of wood
floors? And we could do wood floors, but it would take us
a long time to find somebody who can install the wood floors. Oh, and it
would go up against the tile floor that looks like wood. And then. And so
we'd have to probably match it somehow. And I was finally just like, just put
carpet in. I don't care. Just put carpet in. I don't care. It's not that
expensive. If dogs pee on it, I will replace it. Just put carpet in.
So we finally picked the carpet. It was like literally a two month process
of going to Home Depot and then Lowe's and then Home Depot and then
Lowe's and then a carpet store and then a different carpet store and then a
wholesale carpet store and then back to Home Depot and then back to Lowe's. So
we finally picked the carpet, and in the process, my husband decided, well, if we're
going to do carpet in your office, we might as well, do all the areas
that need carpet, because all of the builder carpet in our house needs to go.
So he decides he's going to do the carpet in the kids rooms and then
the carpet on the stairs, which, if given my dressers, I would get rid of
the carpet altogether. But the cost difference and the skill difference
in installing carpet versus tile
or wood is like, night and day. And I also just didn't want to spend
that much money. So we're trying to figure it out, and he's going
back and forth trying to figure out what carpet to put upstairs, what carpet to
put on the stairs, and he's getting quotes, and he's like,
I think it's going to be this much to do your office. And I was
like, well, it's more than I wanted to spend, but okay. He's like, and it's
going to be this much to do the girls rooms, and it's going to be
this much to do the stairs. And I was like, yeah, okay, all right.
It's like, I don't think I realized that we were turning it into a project
of that level, but if that's what we need to do, okay, that's what we
need to do. And then he was like, well, if you don't want to spend
that much money, we can try to figure out how to do it a different
way. And I'm like, well, yeah, let me know what other ways there are. And
he comes back and he's like, all right, so if we just do the girls
room and the stairs. And I was like, what? No,
that is not. You just removed the whole point
of why we were doing the carpet. And he's like, but the girls room and
stairs need to be done. And I'm like, but they did need to be done
last week. So he's like, I'll put your office back on. I'm like,
yes. I just think he, like, got so, like, mentally
invested in the cost and the getting the project done that he,
like, forgot the big goal, which is, I'm still going to harass you about the
desk. We don't wake up one morning and go, like, no, new desk. That's not
how my hyper fixations work, bro. That's not? No. So
anyway, so we finally get the carpet in, and I'm
looking everywhere for a desk. And again, I'm the person that he would, like, bring
50 swatches to. I'd be like, which carpet do you want? And I'd be like,
they're all great. I don't care. They're lovely. Get all of them. They're
perfect. But then when it came to buying a desk, the way
that I looked at every desk on the planet, the way
that I hated something about every single desk, I saw the way that I went
back and forth between standing desk, regular desk,
giant desk, smaller desk, bigger l desk. Does
it need drawers? Should it not? There are lots of places in this
world that sell desks, and you would think
that there are none, the way I was acting about picking this desk.
And he would say, did you buy a desk yet? And I would say, no.
And he'd say, why not? I'd say, because I can't find one that I like.
He'd be like, there are literally websites that have tens of thousands of desks
on them. And I was like, yeah, but no good ones. The things that I
am particular about, desks and bedsheets, other than that, I could not give
shit desks, bed sheets, and fountain Coke. Other than
that, like, I have zero preferences about anything. You want to buy
a new house? Sure, go do it. You want to buy cheap sheets from
Walmart? Gross. Don't do that. That's awful. Bad idea. So finally I stumbled
back on to this desk that I had literally looked at 10 years
ago. There's this Italian designer who
makes executive desks that are
very fancy looking but not like insanely
expensive. And I kept looking at this one at a furniture store
online, not that far from us going, I feel like I've seen this
before. Why do I feel like I've seen this before? And finally I got back
to the website of the actual manufacturer and I was like, this is the
set that I looked at when we bought this house. And I
chickened out and didn't buy it then because it was just too expensive. We bought
this house 10 years ago. One, my tastes haven't changed much.
Two, apparently they don't update their inventory very often. Which
worked out fine for me. Not a complaint. So we went and we saw it
at a furniture store that's near us. And I still didn't buy it. It was
like a little bit more expensive than I wanted to spend.
And they had two of the versions, but not the third version. And
so my husband keeps going, you need a desk, just buy a desk. And I'm
like, it's not right. It's not the right desk. It's not right. And he's, those
are the desks that you wanted the whole time. They're the right desk. I'm like,
no, something's not right. Nope. Because crazy person, really.
That's really what it is. And so I'm still looking,
and finally, I'm like, I think I'm just gonna get one of them.
But there's, like, a third model. There's two models that
they've had forever, and then there's a third one, and the third one I had
never seen in person. And for some reason, it. It occurred
to me that this furniture store that is really big in South Florida
had opened up a new showroom up here
closer to us. It's, like, 45 minutes away from us, and I had never been
there. And so I went on the website, and they had the desks, and so
I was like, okay. And so, thankfully, I
have a ride or die husband who is literally down to ride
wherever, because I randomly that
Saturday was like, do you want to drive me over to Altamont and
I can look at this desk? And he was like, all right, whatever. Let's
go. He'll go anywhere. He doesn't care. And so we
drive over there. We took his mom with us because she was also looking for
a table. And we walk into this showroom
that, I swear to God, was filled with the
furniture from the model home that
we bought of our home. Like, it was the exact same stuff. And Again, this
was 10 years ago. The reason our house is so well
decorated now is because we took pictures of
every corner of the model and bought every scrap of
furniture we could find. I, to this day, have that
model home imprinted in my memory. This very nice man walks up to me, and
he says, I'm Manny. I can help you with anything you need today. And I
am like, I hate being approached by salespeople when I walk into places. So I
was like, thanks, Manny. I'm good. I'm just gonna go wander. And of course, like,
every time you turn around a little bit, he's like, behind you, like a
ghost you can't get rid of. And so I would go to look at a
bedroom set and then look in the mirror on the dresser, and in the back
corner of the mirror, you would see, like, Manny hanging out in the corner. I
was like, okay, I've got a tail. It's fine. He was unobtrusive.
He didn't ask anything. He stayed out of my way. But he was definitely following
me around the store. Like, do you have a question? Can I answer your own
question? So. So finally, I find the section with the desks, which is, of course,
the last section. Like, the whole. I've been through the whole store. The
last corner that I get to, of course, I'm gonna stop in the last place
that had the stuff I'm looking for. But this was the last possible place in
the store it could be in. It's the exact opposite of where it started.
And I see the desk, and I was like, oh, my God, I love it.
And it was the one I had never seen before. It was. I just. I
looked at it. It was huge. I like a big desk. It had
the grommets. It just had all the things I wanted in it. And
I was like, I also want the credenza. I feel like I am a
fancy lady who deserves the two
stack drawers. I should have file cabinet. I'm just. I'm a fancy lady
of business, and I should have drawers. So
I said to my husband, I love the desk. I love the credenza. He was
like, all right, you want to get it? And I was like, I'm not sure.
Seriously looks me in the face. And he's like, what the fuck?
And I was like, we just. We have. I could make what I have work.
I don't need to spend a bunch of money. And he looks at me, and
he's like, by the fucking desk.
We drove all the way out here by
the fucking desk. I was like.
And meanwhile, there were some things he saw that he liked. A thing that his
mother. His mom saw that she liked. And
we're looking at all of it like, oh, okay, we're good at this. Meanwhile, the
whole time, my children are terrorizing the store. They're sitting on all the
couches. They're spinning on all the chairs. They're touching all the recliner buttons. And Manny
is here for all of it. Manny's like, did you try this one? This one
spins really well. You should try this one. And you could tell he was trying
to not, like, spin them too hard because he didn't want them to puke in
the showroom, which is good thinking. Manny, you are a man with children. I can
tell. But he was just, like, totally tolerant of the fact that my children were
being my children and were very excited about all of the furniture or sitting
on all of the furniture. I look at my husband. My husband is
like, you want the desk? Buy the desk. So I was
like, fine. So I look at Manny and I say, I'll take
it. And he goes, you want to buy it? And I
said, yeah. And I said, I also. And he goes, okay, okay. And he
gets kind of very fleeting look on his face. But then it went
away. And then I said, but I also want the credenza to
you. And he goes, oh, Bo. And I said, yeah. And
again, very fleeting look. And then it's gone. And he said, okay, let's go back
to where we put in the order. I can walk you through all that. And
so I walk behind him, and I just want to point out that I am
an extremely perceptive person. I have excellent
perception of the people around me. And I
definitely noticed, and definitely didn't only realize
later that as he was walking back with me
to the place where you put in the order, that
everybody was patting him on the back and high fiving. I totally noticed
that. I totally did not just ignore the fact that was happening
around, except I did. I did. And then I got there and I sat
down because they have, like, the little desk, and it's got the screen where you
can see what they're doing. He's standing there, and I'm sitting. And so I kind
of looked at him like, what are we doing? You gonna do it? And he,
very sheepishly and adorably, in a way that I will
never forget, looks at me and says, it's my first day, and I don't know
how to process a sale yet, so my manager's gonna come do it. And I
was like, it's your first day? And he goes,
yeah. I was like, is this your first sale? And he
goes, yeah. And I was like, I'm gonna buy the whole damn
store. I went from being unwilling to spend any
number of dollars to being like, wrap it all up. Bring it to me.
I got credit cards. Let's go. Swipe, swipe.
Because I was gonna buy this desk online. They had it online.
I could have it delivered the same way. But if you buy it online, nobody
gets a commission on. Just goes to benefit the store. It doesn't go to
benefit anybody else. And so I would have gotten the same desk.
It would have been delivered to my house. I. I probably would have bought the
same thing. But for some reason, that day, after 10 years.
10 years of looking at this desk, that day we decided to
go get it. That day, my husband decided to put his foot down and say,
stop wasting my fucking time and buy a desk. Which is fair.
And that day happened to be Manny's very first day,
where he got his very first sale and got
to take home some money. Maybe not exactly that day. I would imagine that comes
on a paycheck later, but still for a job that, like, maybe he
wasn't sure he was any good at and he was good at it, and he
didn't bother me. He was a little
unobtrusive lurker rather than being
all up in my business. And for that reason, we buy furniture.
So anyway, we have since gone back, and they had really good floor
models on sale. And we almost sold this house.
Gosh, I think it was three years ago now. It was when the market was
super crazy and when you could sell a house in a day.
And we just decided again. It took me 10 years
to buy a desk. 10 years. It took me 5 years to buy the nightstands
that are in my bedroom right now. We had a mattress on a floor
for the first four years we lived here, because picking
those things was too hard. But on Easter
Sunday three years ago, my husband looked at me and was like, do you
want to sell this house? And I was like, sure. And that was the extent
of the conversation that we had. And we were under contract. Two weeks later,
there was no further conversation about it. So the things that we get stuck on
and the things that we are just, like, all in for,
very disparate experiences. But the sale
fell through on. I think it was, like, four days before
closing. We didn't end up closing, but in the process, we had packed up all
of our stuff. We had sold a bunch of our furniture. We had given away
stuff that needed to be given away. And we still, three years later,
shockingly, are trying to replace some of it. And so while we were there,
they had a bunch of floor models. And I looked at Manny, and I was
like, do you get commission on floor models? And he goes,
yeah. And I was like, bet. And we just walked around, and we're like, we'll
take that table. We'll take that table. We'll take that table. So we have a
dining room table again, which we have not had a dining room table for three
years. And it was super cheap. Not super cheap, but it was inexpensive,
and it looks fancy. It's not like cheap furniture. And
there were these end tables that they had at the
model home that we literally bought and then
built a replica of when we were building our house. And we
were never able to find them, which wasn't a huge catastrophe for me,
because they're glass, and I don't like glass because it's hard to keep clean. But
my husband really liked them. He really wanted them. And no matter where we looked,
we couldn't find them. They had them on sale there, and they were $95.
And when we looked 10 years ago, the closest I think we could find
were like $1,000 a piece. And I was like, I'm not spending $1,000 a piece
for a table that we're not going to use. That's not going to happen. But
$95, I can swing. So we now have the end tables that he
wasn't able to find for 10 years. And I have the desk
that I've been looking at for 10 years. And we have a dining room
table that we got very inexpensively because it was
the floor model that we didn't know we needed.
We did know we needed. Cause we didn't have a dining room table, but we
didn't know we were shopping for. And Manny got a cut of all of it
on his first day. Look at that.
Very fancy. So anyway, sometimes you wake up in the
morning and decide that today's the day. Or your husband decides for you
that today's the day, that you're gonna buy this thing that you've been
looking at for a decade. And as a result, you get to make somebody else's
day. And then you don't feel guilty about it, because I might have spent
money on myself, which I don't like doing. But in the process,
that guy got to prove that he's good at his new job. And I'm down
with that. And now we'll go to Alison,
who has this week's small talk. We have a small talk
question from Kevin in Rhode Island. My high school reunion
is coming up, and I'm already in a spiral about it. Not because
anything is wrong with my life. By most accounts, it's genuinely fine.
Good job, Nice apartment, people. I love. When I scroll through what everyone else
is posting. It all looks so assembled,
purposeful, like everyone else received a manual. I know
social media is a highlight reel. I know the manual doesn't exist,
but the reunion is in person, which means I'll have to answer. So what are
you up to? About 40 times. And somehow not feel
like the only one still figuring it out. How did you hold
your own without either performing contentment or
catastrophizing? Catastrophizing. That one. So
there are a couple of questions, and there's a question that you didn't
actually ask. That is the question I want to address first.
The response that you didn't ask for is that it is
possible that everybody in your graduating
class appears to have their shit together. I can
guarantee you without hesitation
that not a single one of them does. I know so
many highly successful people, incredibly
successful people, people with great jobs who are Kind,
compassionate, great families doing their best every
day, doing really good work every day, who are hot
messes behind the scenes. And it's
everybody. There is nobody who has it figured out.
Nobody has it figured out. There's nothing to figure out.
There's no roadmap, there's no guidebook, there's no way
you're supposed to be doing this stuff. Nobody gives you a manual.
You remember like years and years and years ago when we used to buy big
screen TVs, they would come with the 500 page manual
how to operate the television. And then if you go have a kid, they're like,
here. They give you nothing. You're lucky if you get a pat
on the back and a pack of diapers. Nobody
gives you a manual on how to do
adult life, right? There's no one
set of anything that means you're successful. Are you
happy? Are you making progress in
anything? It could be a freaking video game. Are you making
progress in a video game? Are you learning things that you
enjoy learning? Are you living a life that
you like to live? And if not, are you working toward the better
version of that life in any way whatsoever?
Cool. You're doing life and you're doing life
right. Social media is lies. And I say
this as a person who posts my whole life on social media
and everything I say is true. And it's
still maybe 20% of the story. On a day that I
am very open and public about things, maybe 20% of the story.
You cannot judge your success by
anybody else's. And anybody who
wants to judge yours by theirs
can get bent and get
bent hard. I've never had a high school reunion. I don't think we actually have
high school reunions. But if you asked me if I wanted to go to my
high school reunion, I would be like, nah, bro, I'm good. I don't have any
desire to see people that I haven't seen for 20 years. And I say that
as the person who's gonna be a more success, not a more successful, but a
successful person in that room. I am not concerned about walking into that room to
talk about my job, to talk about my family. There's nothing
in my life that I'm not happy to share with all those people, except for
the fact that I don't wanna share shit with all those people. That was 20
years ago. If I wanted to talk to them, I would talk to
them. I don't want to. So
if you want to go to your high school reunion, great, you can go get
Some probably bad cater waiter
food and maybe see your old high
school gym or a ballroom at some
random Ramada near where your high school was. I don't know. I. I
don't know how those things work. I've never been to one. The only high school
reunion I've been to was Romy and Michelle's. That's it. There is nothing you
have to perform at that place to be accepted by
people whose opinion has never mattered but certainly hasn't mattered
in a number of years so large that you would
celebrate it. They don't have reunions for your
third year out of high school. You have to get to like 10
and 20. And guess what? Things that happened 20 years ago aren't
relevant to your life anymore. You're doing a new thing
now. My. My suggestion is don't go. Which might not be the right
suggestion. That might absolutely 100% be the wrong suggestion as
100% me projecting on you. So don't necessarily take that as
the solution or the answer. But beyond
that, there is nothing that you have to prove to
anybody in that room. There is no finish line. You are
not in a race that you're losing and nobody is in a race that they're
winning. If you're worried about showing off to a bunch of people you don't
care about anymore, you don't even need to go. But if
you do, or if you want to, just remember
that you created the glue on post. Its thanks for being here
guys. Have a good day. Love you. Mean it.
I got to make two Romy and Michelle's jokes there. Very impressed with myself.