“It’s Friday night, and the mood is right…”

Life gave me lemons, and today’s mail gave me the Fifty Shades of Grey movie from Netflix.

*assembling lemon drop*
*spanking own ass*

Giddy up, Friday. 

 

“I never could get the hang of Thursdays.”

Whatever, Thursday, you’re not defeating me. Wanna know why?

1. My company closes early today and — here’s the kicker — we might actually GET out early, which is just unheard of.

2. I don’t have to set an alarm clock, wear makeup, OR WEAR PANTS tomorrow if I don’t want to

3. This dress I have on? I bought it specifically because I tried it on and my ass looked amazing, like someone had replaced my standard sad pancake butt with two delightful, fluffy croissants.

So blow me, Thursday. You’re just Friday’s little bitch-sister. No one is ever happy it’s Thursday. They’re happy it’s “almost Friday.” Yeah, I said it. Why don’t you quit trifling with me and go reevaluate your own life?

Friendship Friday! (Shut up, it’s totally a thing.)

Happy Friday, people!

And thanks be, as always, to my bestests. I couldn’t surround myself with a more amazing and supportive group of friends. MAYBE if one of y’all had a unicorn or worked for a book publisher. But you’re still pretty goddamn great, so please enjoy this lunchtime dance party.

“I was so lost back then, but with a little help from my friends, I found a light in the tunnel at the end…”

I don’t know how you people spend your Friday night…