#gfnstarter

What’s up people?? Or however the young people say high nowadays. I’m Lacy, and my family said I should sign up for this thing because it would be good for me to have a life. I said I already have a life, but they made me do it anyway. You all probably know some of them already, but anyway... Goodness I’m rambling, sorry. For someone who does communication for a living, I’m shockingly bad at social introductions.

Right when you have the right idea, the mood, a glass of wine nearby and the energy to sit down in the evening to finally start writing... neighbors had to be loud enough to make you lose the focus for it, so I downed the glass of wine and now I have two paragraphs on how much I hate my noisy neighbors.

Happy Monday Tumblr! I hope you all have an amazing week ahead of all of you. My week, on one hand, looks full of meetings and different colors on my planner, but there is some joy in having your life at least a bit organized. 

If someone was looking for the best margarita out there, where would that certain someone go? And I’m talking about a moan-inducing margarita. A real glass, not plastic, is a must.

Say I have a friend who is a...lawyer and he has a lot of work to do and not a lot of time to do it in, so he wants a bit of a caffeine jolt to help with that. About how much could he have before experiencing negative side effects? Like what is the maximum in cups of coffee that one can have before it turns into a bad idea? Alternatively, would it be safer to go cup by cup of joe or should he go straight energy drinks?

Hellooooo! Doing that thing and introducing myself. My name’s Caritza. If you want to call me Clari or Itza or whatever, it’s cool. I’m looking for something to do and people to talk to. So if want to get your chat on hmu!

I might’ve made some stupid decisions in my life, but I gotta say, trying to outdrink a bartender is definitely up there. On another note, happy October, hockey’s back, or y’know Halloween for those who don’t watch hockey.

My morning started out great when I went to get ice cream for breakfast... until I decided to eat it in the park where I cried over how good the churro ice cream was, and a tiny old lady kept rub my back while everyone stared.