Dad: So my boss called me last night and asked "hey, can you do me a favor?" and I said "anything for you, Tim--"
Me: That's disgusting. Why are you sharing this with your daughter.
Dad: What is wrong with you? You're nasty, sometimes, Caragh. So he asks if I can do him a favor and I say yes, and he said "Actually, I really need this from ya" and I said "all right, shoot."
Me: YOU'RE DISGUSTING. I'M YOUR DAUGHTER.
Dad: STOP. CAN I TELL THE STORY? STOP. TURN IT OFF.
Me: All right, I'm sorry. I'm done.
Dad: ...So he told me he was interested in trying out homosexuality.
Me: HAHAH.
Dad: Yeah, but no, he wants me to play in a golf tournament.
I'm really embarrassed about blogging. You would think I would quit this, but I can't. It's like that movie about that gay cowboy and that other gay cowboy and how they want to quit each other, but they can't. It's like that with me and my blog. We're just two metaphorical gay cowboys who don't have the ability to quit each other. Except my blog doesn't have the ability to quit me, so it's even more depressing. It's just me, one metaphorical gay cowboy, not being able to quit an inanimate object. I'm not gay and I'm not a cowboy, but I think you get what I mean. Heath Ledger was so hot in that movie.
I write for a hip, cool site over at HelloGiggles because I am a hip, cool person. Just kidding. I don't know why they asked me to write for them.
I'm also an LOL tag editor for Tumblr, so that is also a fact about me. You're welcome!