IDK

I'm not sure if anyone truly understands how happy tacos make me. Like, it's taco Tuesday and I AM PUMPED. Fuckin tacos man. Fuckin tacos. Once 5 o'clock rolls around, this bitch is racing home to make some damn fajitas. I enjoy fajitas a lot. I just got goosebumps thinking about tacos. I'm in love. <3
Idk.. I actually had another thought in mind when I began this post, but the phone rand and I answered; therefore I forgot everything that had previously happened inside of my brain. Whoopsie daisy.
So it's taco Tuesday. It's also Treat Yo Self Tuesday. I am going to treat myself to some tacos *see what i did there??* Actually I am going to treat myself to a lovely bubble bath and a couple of beers. If only I had someone to massage my back.. That would be the cherry on top of the best Treat Yo Self Tuesday Sundae ever. I have about 30 minutes to kill before my lunch break. This post has officially taken a turn for the random. Weeee!
Literally right after I typed that my mind went blank. This is the story of my life. I get put on the spot, and boom. I forget everything ever. Oh well. I'm over it now. Adios motherfaker.