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In which I tell a story while a dog licks my face.
Next time I'm inside during a blackout
I’m going to ask in my most exasperated voice, “Alright, who divided by zero?”
“How Do You Know When You're In Love?”
I’ve seen that question posed to a few of my friends today. That kind of question makes you sit up and pay damn close attention to whatever the answer may be. It helps that two of the answers were given by two of the most intelligent & eloquent women I know. They were thoughtful, thorough responses to a question that is too often dismissed with tautologies like “When you know, you...
emmtotheatt: “The University of Oklahoma is opening up spaces in Housing for the displaced families! Call us 405-325-2511!”
There is no single jurisdiction in the U.S. where a minimum wage worker can...– National Low Income Housing Coalition (via presidentjonesco) There that is…
In honor of the new album from The National, have...
A Metaphor I Used to Describe Myself In Relation...
I am the poster of the non-threatening boy band.
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Just a thought. Related to this
The Yahoo! that’s buying Tumblr isn’t Jerry Yang’s Yahoo!. It’s Marissa Mayer’s Yahoo!. This isn’t the same company that bought and subsequently abandoned Flickr. This is a different Yahoo!. Also, I bet Marissa Mayer, ex-Google employee extrordinaire, is DYING to say “Hey, Google, Do you like Social? HOW YA LIKE THIS SOCIAL?!” I may or may not have more feelings about this, but I haven’t...
Who has two thumbs and just found out he can...
This guy. Possibly a few other people, too. I mean, there are almost 7 billion humans at this point. Statistically speaking, it could have happened to someone else at the same time. What was I talking about? Oh yeah… THIS GUY!!!!
Never Tell Me The Odds
I bought one PowerBall ticket. If I win, I’m going full Al Czervik.
Can today just be over?
I still have to go to work. This sucks.
Ex & Boyfriend are taking Duckie to animal rescue
I am emotionally spent.
I should also remember to buy Powerball tickets
Because sheesh. Money doesn’t buy happiness, but it will buy the fuck out of some mental healthcare. Also, my house If I win, the next tweetup is on me.
I set a reminder to make a doctor appointment. This is technically a rescheduled appointment from January that was cancelled when I was on Jury Duty. This was the appointment when I was supposed to ask my doctor about prescription anti-depressants. Since then, I’ve been on a constant downward slope. I barely enjoy anything. I don’t want to do anything. I just am. The same things...
Just an adorable lizard foraging for food. As usually.
Usual Friday Banter: “The Ballad of Farts McGee”
Me: Hey, Farts McGee, it's time to get up!
Indy, Age 6: (Sleepily) You're Farts McGee.
Me: No, YOU are Farts McGee! Let's go, Farts! Time to get dressed.
Indy, Age 6: Well… you're Butts McGee.
Me: That maybe true, but you are still Farts McGee. C'mon, Farts, let's go to school.
A Short Thing I Wrote
It’s more SST than NSFW Click to see words
kellysue: DUDE-DUDES! The truth will set you FREE! Look. Here’s the deal: you’re not fooling anyone. We know you’re not Geek Girls. (Your unsightly stubble and Adam’s apples give you away.) It’s okay. We understand. Being a Geek Girl is a pretty fabulous thing. We get it and love you for your aspiration. But the thing is, you’re not a Geek Girl… because you’re a dude. So quit...