Yep. It's Father's Day. Have I ever told you I hated days like this? I hate any holiday where you're expected to give presents to anyone. In fact, I'm not even so fond of my own birthday because my mom shares the same birthday as mean. It's not like I wanna be selfish. But it's more because I don't have the money to buy any presents for anyone or a car...
Plus, on days like this, you might as well give up all privacy for the whole day. People keep calling non-stop and coming over to the house. And I'm the type of person who likes to stay in my room and waste my time behind the computer screen. And sleep. I sure do love to sleep.
I don't feel like cooking and cleaning and serving and BLAH BLAH BLAH. But whatever...
So yesterday, I went with my mom and my grandparents to shop for some Father's Day gifts at Macy's. And I began noticing all these Father's Day-themed posters with sexy barely 30-year-old men that were supposedly "dads" posing for these posters. Uh... NO ONE'S DAD LOOKS LIKE THAT. And thank God.
Do you know how awkward it would be crushing on someone's dad?
....
Shut up. I know I have a thing for Johnny Depp. But at least he has wrinkles. The dudes on the posters were wrinkle-free and fit and that just doesn't happen when you become a dad.
Yadda. That's enough. I'm almost at my 200th post. I have no idea what I'm gonna do though. How do celebrate something like that? I'm so freakin' lazy. I think this is serious. I must have some medical condition, I think.
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