As if my night couldn’t get any worse, on my way to bed I slipped on the outside stairs. Twisted my ankle trying to break my fall, smashed my back against the stairs when I did fall and landed in a puddle (because its raining) in what were dry pajamas. I sound like I stepped straight out of a cheesy american movie where the comedic relief is pain in others.
i changed my okcupid profile to say “you should message me if you know any good jokes about giraffes” and someone responded “you, a baby, and a giraffe walked into a bar, and then you walked out with me! ;) ;)” and i’m so angry because that doesn’t even make sense, there is ZERO adherence to structural joke norms, why the fuck is the baby there? did we leave the baby at the bar? jesus christ, did we fucking leave the baby with the fucking giraffe, that is NOT RESPONSIBLE