i don’t really know what to do with myself right now after i decided, against my better judgement, to have 2 cups of coffee at 8 pm. i feel like honey boo boo child with her go-go juice. i feel like i need to run around, shake stop signs, and make a talking face with my belly. i feel like i should stop watching youtube videos about honey boo boo child, even if it makes me feel better about my life. i feel like dancing. i feel like i probably shouldn’t be blogging right now.