Do you have any idea how many times you've read this?
Do you have any idea how many times you've read this?
Hi. You’ve probably come here for advice. Well, too fucking bad. You know why? Because this is Groundhog day and I’ve been re-living this day for the last 15 years. I know, this is when you say that I’ve just stolen this plot from that Bill Murray movie but I’ve never seen that movie so I wouldn’t actually know. But I do know that that’s what you’re going to say because YOU SAY IT EVERY DAY. Except now you won’t because you just read this and now you’re too freaked out to leave that comment. Also? Yes, I’ve tried to see the movie but it’s always rented out and the clerk always says “It’ll be available tomorrow” and THAT DOESN’T FUCKING HELP ME.
So here’s my advice to you: Do whatever you want to do.
Seriously. Live like there’s no tomorrow because guess what? There isn’t. Want to go dancing? Do it. Want to eat an entire brick of cheese? Go for it. Want to tell that cute boy you have a crush on that he should kiss you? Now’s the time.
In fact, what is the one thing that you would do right now if it was the last day of the world? GO DO THAT.
Unless it’s something like crashing tankers filled with powdered Jell-O into the ocean so that the sea turns into Jell-O and all the giant squid get trapped like pineapple chunks because I actually tried that like two years ago and it totally didn’t work. Probably because of the high salt content. I don’t know. I’m not a scientist.
But what I do know is that you should ask yourself what you really, really want to do and (if it doesn’t hurt anyone or involve Jell-O) you should do it.
And that’s kind of good advice whether it’s a never-ending, repeating Groundhog’s day or not. Yay me.
PS. Yes, I am aware that this post would have been more helpful this morning so you could have avoided going in to work but I have to rewrite this thing every fucking day and sometimes I get a little distracted and forget to post it until the end of the day. Sorry. I’ll post it earlier tomorrow. Promise.
PPS. Why are you still here? Go. Have fun. I’ll see you again tomorrow.



