Made a meme for ppl with both big honkin bizongas and long time members of the itty bitty tittie committee

Big Tittie Comittee: A Saga

Today started off great, purely because I woke up at noon. Since I woke up so late, I made lunch: a grilled cheese with tomatoes, cucumbers and hummus, goldfish, and fruit! Twas a delicious experience. Pretty shortly after, I worked on some college stuff but that’s irrelevant. It is important to know that at the time of writing this, I have lived dangerously and consumed 6 tamarinds today (or 5, I lost count honestly) which is living dangerous because they, like prunes, dates (?) and raisins, will make you poop. We will see soon is the prophecy comes true.

After I did my college things, I went up to conquer the big, important task of the day: cleaning out my closet. I needed to go through and see what fit before classes start. The answer is a lot less than I expected: my titties were simply honkin. That was the main issue (I couldn’t pull them over my chest), plus the fact my pants either wouldn’t come up or wouldn’t button. Either way, I’ve got more clothes coming soon and I’m getting the last few things tomorrow (underwear and whatnot). I filled up an Ikea bag!

One thing I learned is that bra sizes are a scam. Ever since I finished puberty, I’ve been rocking a size 34 or 36 C in bras. But, since none of mine fit, I went and measured myself. Turns out I’m a 32DDD/32F. In my brain, that’s a hell of a lot bigger than I expected but I’ve never actually measured myself, so it’s probably accurate. We’ll see tomorrow!

Dinner was tuna steaks and peas and I had some fruit (smashed potatoes were also available but I was not feeling it) and took out the trash.

ALSO: I quit the job I got hired for. Communication was a disaster and they told me the non-negotiable orientation was on the exact dates I specified I wouldn’t be available on during the interview. They could have let me know then. I don’t have the emotional capacity for that.