I like to shoot confetti cannons of joy on everyone I know, when I have good news, unfortunately whether it be good timing or not. I will also call you and play the smallest violin in the world to discuss all of my woes. I will text you at inappropriate times with inappropriate descriptions of my mental state and the intense emotions I feel for those who have wronged me.
“Hello, my turtle, our pet of 8 years, is currently decomposing in the backyard.
I turned his tank into a terrarium filled with succulents and then emptied it because everyone thought it was his burial place.
Now, 10 cent gold fish inhabit Reef’s former glass prison.
Oh yeah, I lost my job and gained 102 pounds.
Did I tell you my kids were frick’n geniuses? K, TTYL8R -Love you, Bye!”
And now this: a terrarium in a light bulb. Because light bulbs are not just for crack anymore. http://thehipsterho.me/2010/01/how-to-make-a-tiny-terrarium-in-a-light-bulb/
