finally! the sun is out and the weather is warmer. nice weather = motivation as winter = gloom.
as i was walking to class today, preoccupied by the complexities of bone ossification and carpal siding, my klutz-ass collided with an obscenely protruding bike rack hitch. it looked something like this:
silly humans buying something so... huge. silly me for not paying attention. so down i fall, in front of varying degrees of highly amused frat kids. i'm glad i could entertain them.
i'm a monkey butt
EDIT: also i got this in my inbox today from one of the lovely southern folks i go to school with but whom i've never met:
"How can such a beautiful young lady not believe in God? I am not trying to push my religious beliefs off on you, but I just wonder how people can not believe that there is a higher power! When we die here on earth where or what do you believe happens to our soul? Do you believe we have no soul? Do you believe when we die that is the end of the road for us? I'm just curious, I have never got the chance to ask someone that doesn't believe in anything what their prespective is on life after the body dies! Please don't hold this question against me! Have a wonderful day! Bye!"
as i was walking to class today, preoccupied by the complexities of bone ossification and carpal siding, my klutz-ass collided with an obscenely protruding bike rack hitch. it looked something like this:
silly humans buying something so... huge. silly me for not paying attention. so down i fall, in front of varying degrees of highly amused frat kids. i'm glad i could entertain them.
i'm a monkey butt
EDIT: also i got this in my inbox today from one of the lovely southern folks i go to school with but whom i've never met:
"How can such a beautiful young lady not believe in God? I am not trying to push my religious beliefs off on you, but I just wonder how people can not believe that there is a higher power! When we die here on earth where or what do you believe happens to our soul? Do you believe we have no soul? Do you believe when we die that is the end of the road for us? I'm just curious, I have never got the chance to ask someone that doesn't believe in anything what their prespective is on life after the body dies! Please don't hold this question against me! Have a wonderful day! Bye!"
thewrenchmonkey:
Tell the little twat that god is an imaginary friend for grown ups, and that you're perfectly comfortable tommy, the little man that lives in your finger, telling you everything you need to know! What to eat, who to hang out with, who to kidnap and force to listen to Kenny G albums! Lifes simpler with protable gods!!!