So I realized that when I get text messages, I actually imagine the voice of sender as I read them. I realized this when I talked on the phone to someone I text with and was like “who the hell is this”?
I think the Jews have that whole immediate burial thing right. Today was the first day I felt half way back to normal and NOW I have a funeral to go to tomorrow. Social setting which cannot be handled with humor, sarcasm or shyly tweeting in the back of the room = No bueno for Dawn. They don’t make a Paxil powerful enough to handle this. Friday will be spent hiding in the back of my bedroom closet. And growing back the nails I’ve chewed off.
There are two questions you should never ask nor answer. The first, is “are you planning to kill me”? The second, is “do you love me”?
For exactly the same reason. Whistles.
Sometimes I fear I’m not as charming as I imagine.
Last night I went to a movie in the theater in which I saw Jurassic Park as a teenager. This, in turn has lead to an existential crisis about whether the fact that I still live about 20 minutes from where I was born makes me a loser. Or is it other factors which makes me a loser.
O_o?
In honor of our commitment and friendship with Iraq, the President should change his first name to Baraq.
No one answered me on twitter, but I really need an answer. So…baby octopuses….good pet/bad pet? I need a foolproof decision making system and Paul the Octopus has sold me on celaphod power!
UPDATE: Kearns keeps saying he’s going to EAT my octopus with salt! And then he RUBS his belly!! #RUDE
A watched calendar never turns.
My father said there were two kinds of people in the world: givers and takers. The takers may eat better, but the givers sleep better.
-Marlo Thomas
via twitter.com/allthingsbb
My mom calls to say that she’s buying me a new pair of sneakers for my birthday. Awesome, right?
Uh uh
“To get them you have to throw out those ugly pink sneakers and I have to see you do it.”