The internet at home is patchy at best so i mainly check and/or post on my lunch breaks at work. this is super frustrating because while i can put on my serious face and look like i'm typing something official without getting caught, i can't watch any of the tantalizing videos sarah posts. it's like when you're at the mall in middle school and the mean guy with the unidentifiable accent is working at the candy express near the food court. He's the really strict one who always walks up behind you when you're trying to snitch a butter popcorn jelly belly. They're right in front of you. but you can't have 'em.
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