My Endless Battle With Lazy Wrist Syndrome

Some things have definitely taken the brunt of my lazy wrist more so than others. My couch, for instance, as well as my white duvet color. Also my mother’s sanity.

Is This How It Feels To Be Cool?

Sometimes, when I’m at home on a Friday night watching the most recent episode of scandal that was on the night before, but that I didn’t have the time to watch because my bedtime is now 9pm, I think to myself: what would it feel like to be cool?