Oh my… Dear me oh my I love that.
I believe that the people who don’t get the hyperbole and goodness of the above statement are living life WAY too seriously.
Bacon.
Wine…. no.. sorry to sound pretentious. Booze.
Knowing something deeply… the processes and intricacies of life that amaze me and fill me [...]
drunken hippy I am. I posted this on a thread of someone asking
advice on being 30… and being bummed about it. This is funny… as this is something I wrote when I turned 30. Nice how things change, but don’t. I had to preamble this cause… uhh… the internet is [...]
With an illuminated dart from this serpentine driveway, the evening got less confusing. That isn’t always a good thing. Foolhardy swerving, leaving three new, very different friends to piecemeal the evening back together.
I am finding the handle attached to the plunger on toilet tanks incredibly difficult to flush, and I know where this ends up. Usually slumped on the kitchen floor tiles being hugged by an exceptionally good-looking and caring little person. The hug is real, and deep.. and it doesn’t matter that I don’t feel as big as him.