December 2011
16 posts
Let’s see, there’s barf on the floor, an empty bottle of wine, shards of broken glass in the living room and a tube of KY-Jelly squeezed out all over some overpriced neck ties.
Oh yes, nerds:
Christmas has started in my house, where holiday cheer is holiday mayhem.
I think I’ll go wake up the chihuahuas and let them help with the holiday destruction.
My name is Maximus Glutamus Digimus and I am here for your candy.
Louise: I grew up in a small village in Sussex... →
louise-louise:
I grew up in a small village in Sussex near the River Ouse.
Me and my brothers liked to climb along the bank on the river, to see how far we could get hanging on to tree roots and trying not to get wet.
I remember how my entire world was the village and the woods and the river. I remember as I…
I understand the need for comfort, but if you fly internationally in your pj’s you’re supporting the world view of us as lazy American pigs.
I can’t figure out how to STOP importing my Twitter feed guys.
I’ve checked in my settings, and don’t see an option anywere!
Any ideas? I feel like a dweebis.
Just got asked by a colleague if I use medical marijuana. Believe it or not, a first.
Do it, Alex!: Charles Bukowski - Raw With Love →
doitalex:
little dark girl with kind eyes when it comes time to use the knife I won’t flinch and I won’t blame you, as I drive along the shore alone as the palms wave, the ugly heavy palms, as the living does not arrive as the dead do not leave, I won’t blame you, instead I…
Today I’m going to go into my usual place for morning tea & just command the barista: “BITCH GIMME MY TEAAAAAA” in Nathan Explosion’s voice.
It’s not even 7am yet & a person just drove by blasting Ludacris. It’s nice to know douche bags still have reasons to wake up each day.
The worst thing about running into my ex-boyfriend in the Elliott Bay Bookstore is being reminded he’s still smart enough to read.