Quotable:

I just posted this on the FB, in response to my friend (a single gal!) griping about life, and how she could use a little help.

This is basically where I'm at:

"'Independent' anything is crap. Being an adult blows, and is frustrating, and hard, and neverending. I want to move home with my parents, and have my socks washed and my meals cooked, and spend my days laying on my belly on a rug, propped on my elbows, dipping Chips Ahoy into milk and watching reruns of Mr. Belvedere at 4:30 in the afternoon."

That is seriously exactly what I want to do with my life right now.