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The dryer wound my sheets into a big burrito. They were still kind of damp, but I put them on the bed anyway. I turned on the electric blanket in an attempt to dry them, but there’s a chance I’ll be getting into a steam tray tonight.
Maybe I’ll dream about what life is like as a mashed potato buffet.
My weekend plans.
GODDAMMIT I LOVE POTATOES.
I’m eyeing her, thinking I’d dig getting baked and doing dirty things, but I’d feel like a masher.
(via iamsuperannoying)
Source: retrospace

