Never a good ideea
Feeling like throwing a fit? Fine, just don’t throw it by text. It will later be there for me to read repeatedly and wonder how hysteric you can be.
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Bank of Evil
I knew it, but the movie last night confirmed it.
Dear past love
Now that I let all our common friends know we’re not talking anymore, I wish you did the right thing to do and called me. I’d do the right thing, and I’d talk to you. I am ready to let go the grouch.
The world according to me
It is made of bargain hunters, bargain makers, and people who pay up. While the first two take opportunities, the latter are governed by vanity and honor.
The hat and the feathers
The hat is good in the rain, the feathers are good for parade. (Anyone familiar with the idiom “raining on one’s parade”?)
Precondition
(I am not thrilled to bottom for you, but) If you want to f*ck me, please have a hard-on. (And that’s the least you should do.)
Morning word from the wise
The only thing worse than sh!t is dried sh!t. The mofo just doesn’t get out, clings to the surface, gets into the texture. It stinks. So, if there is sh!t going on in your life, at least keep it fresh and moist. Unless you prefer not to postpone things and get rid of it. Unless it’s good sh!t, and that would be another discussion. Good morning!
Vampire growing teeth are sucking my life out
It was four a.m. when I jump-start woke up. The little one was chewing something in the dark. The magnitude of the potential for destruction was huge: my IDs and credit cards, wristwatch, plugged wires and devices, those which define me as an addict (yes, initially I was tempted to spell “who” instead of which). So now it’s muddy and it’s late and I wish I had a dog walker.
I’ll be damn if my shuffle is not speaking to me
So here I were with my thoughts, longings and mostly feelings, loading the washing machine. And as if the day couldn’t go any worse, despite the sun shining in the sky, yes, there is no connection between the weather and one’s mood, my iPhone started to shuffle into my ear.
First there was this lady, Amy. Then there were these guys. And I was listening to the words like they were talking to me, like I was talking to myself. I know, it’s crazy, I am crazy sometimes. Reassuringly enough, we all are.
Ways to start a morning
Remake coffee, because the first time you did it the filter slid and you ended with a transparent liquid vaguely similar to tea.
Or vacuum clean the inside of the dog bed. From the floor. From all over the floor. Of your house. Even in your ass.
Once these steps are completed you can attend to other people’s needs. Such as your boss’.
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