Rirruto

Remember in second grade when they told you if you couldn’t write in cursive you’d never even be accepted into middle school, and you’d probably be a homeless methaddict by the age of 14?  WELL SCREW YOU MRS. ERICKSON, because I suck at cursive and I got all the way to freshman year of college!  Matter of fact I can barely read my own freehand.  Now the only time I see cursive is when my grandma writes me letters (evoking flashbacks of me sitting on the floor crying as a child not being able to read these letters because, yep—you guessed it…they were in CURSIVE) or when I sign my name.  Now that I have a name other than my maiden name, I really suck at cursive—Definitely rirruto'd that k: