I wrote this last night, but had issues getting it to publish. Now, you get to enjoy my 12am squirreliness 12 hours later.
I wonder if Janice from "Mean Girls" is in anything else.
I wonder if Cadbury Creme Eggs are actually made with cream since they're spelled "creme."
I wonder if pomegranate juice actually makes your boobs bigger.
I wonder if people still shop at Aeropostale.
I wonder if hip-huggers (aka "lovehandle poppers") will ever come back.
I wonder if laughing too hard bursts brain cells.
I wonder if lips develop kissing muscle memory.
I wonder if Adam really means it when he says "I don't care if your legs are hairy."
I wonder if McDonalds fries are actually fried potatoes.
I wonder if feeding Jude cheese 20 times a day is sabotaging his hypothetical diet.
I wonder if I should buy an expensive camera. Who wouldn't want to see my pores up-close in 20 years?
I wonder if diet soda really makes you fat. And diabetic. Fat AND diabetic.
I wonder if Jude knows what he's sitting in during a bath.
I wonder if my arteries are clogging.
I wonder if Adam will go bald.
I wonder if Adam bald will freak me out.
I wonder if bacteria speak their own language.
I wonder if the old man down the way needs an heir to his possible fortune.
I wonder what I would look like in leather pants.
I wonder if I cut my hair short if Adam would stop telling people I'm his wife.
I wonder if I should go to bed.
I'm going to bed.
After Mean Girls.
Boo you whore.