EDITED TO POST:
go here. i am laughing so hard i'm crying. i think i want to marry whoever is providing the commentary.
eg:
"In a few months I'm going to be a new mom, and we know its a girl. My dh and I have been discussing names lately (we already have six children: Jack Dominick, Rose Solenne, Monroe Charlize, Ophelia Eden, Heart Scarlett, Pascal Sebastien)
Okay, I think this lady's lying. No two people could contain between them enough evil to conceive both of this many children and this many f'ed up names. Even a godless universe contains more rhyme and reason."
thank you for all the comments and virtual hugs re: that last post. sometimes i do not know what is wrong with me. one minute i am coasting along the bike path of life enjoying the sun and the relative simplicity of my days and suddenly one stupid conversation with someone who isn't even really a friend, who i don't even like - come to think of it he makes me want to punch though a brick wall everytime i talk to him - sends me spinning off into the ditch, skinned knees and skid marks and all. le sigh. sometimes i think i live my life, not as a life persay, as the main event - but instead as if i am storing up experience for later projects. sometimes i think i do things just to have something to write about later.
today i bought "one hundred years of solitude" because the library was taking too long to get it in. i will read it at my crappy ass job tonight. i hope they fire me. i just got another cheque - for $2700 that i was not expecting, so i really have no reason to continue on in minimum wage gas station hell. i could be doing volunteer work. i could be painting the house. i could be enjoying the sun. but i am too afraid of confrontation to quit.
i voted today.
it was novel.
i ramble sometimes.
this is one of those times.
EDITED AGAIN: because rin and i were talking about t shirts we wanted to get made and for some reason this godawful image keeps rolling around my brain:
i am a bad bad person.
go here. i am laughing so hard i'm crying. i think i want to marry whoever is providing the commentary.
eg:
"In a few months I'm going to be a new mom, and we know its a girl. My dh and I have been discussing names lately (we already have six children: Jack Dominick, Rose Solenne, Monroe Charlize, Ophelia Eden, Heart Scarlett, Pascal Sebastien)
Okay, I think this lady's lying. No two people could contain between them enough evil to conceive both of this many children and this many f'ed up names. Even a godless universe contains more rhyme and reason."
thank you for all the comments and virtual hugs re: that last post. sometimes i do not know what is wrong with me. one minute i am coasting along the bike path of life enjoying the sun and the relative simplicity of my days and suddenly one stupid conversation with someone who isn't even really a friend, who i don't even like - come to think of it he makes me want to punch though a brick wall everytime i talk to him - sends me spinning off into the ditch, skinned knees and skid marks and all. le sigh. sometimes i think i live my life, not as a life persay, as the main event - but instead as if i am storing up experience for later projects. sometimes i think i do things just to have something to write about later.
today i bought "one hundred years of solitude" because the library was taking too long to get it in. i will read it at my crappy ass job tonight. i hope they fire me. i just got another cheque - for $2700 that i was not expecting, so i really have no reason to continue on in minimum wage gas station hell. i could be doing volunteer work. i could be painting the house. i could be enjoying the sun. but i am too afraid of confrontation to quit.
i voted today.
it was novel.
i ramble sometimes.
this is one of those times.
EDITED AGAIN: because rin and i were talking about t shirts we wanted to get made and for some reason this godawful image keeps rolling around my brain:
i am a bad bad person.
my.
god.
do you think we could get two shirts made?