nobody here but us chickens

Random Wednesday

I guess Random wasn’t a very good episode last week.

This weather is actually killing me.

I don’t want to smell like sausages.

Fruit fly trap! I should get a couple of those for the office. Probably. Because people.

Griselda. What a fantastic name.

Rhubarb is disgusting.

“So, Jennifer, what kind of political activity are you involved in these days?”
“Well, the most political I’m getting right now is to serve as the advisor for the NRA student organization here on campus.”

Thanks for the gift card.

Leave the Sharpies at home, kid.

That just made me gag. Because ew. Jesus. That is disgusting.


Don’t forget about me while you’re off gallivanting around Gay Pairee!

‘The problem with an event that causes us to ask “how could this have happened?” is that it’s so easy to shift to “this couldn’t have happened.” It could, it did and people need to know it.

Whoa now. Let’s not be hasty. I’m pretty sure that I do not need layers.

I’m probably dying.

I just cannot care.

I might have been too honest? But that might work in my favor. Who knows?

It can be super short and sweet, right?


Please don’t leave me here alone.

Need some new hiking boots. Or shoes. Can’t decide.

May or may not have just reported a Goop ad in my insta feed as a scam. I’ll never tell.

‘Ello! He’s adorable!

I might have almost successfully purged my news feed of politics. Now it’s nothing but murder and knitting. MWah-ha-ha-ha-ha

Don’t say that. Just say have a great day. You don’t have to qualify it with the portion of the day that is remaining.

UGH Chicken dust.

Tenured faculty, keepin’ it classy.

It wasn’t us!


So much for that nap.

Don’t come in here and chew at me.

I’m so tired of winter.

I’m so tire of coughing.

They will eat your face!

Stupid space heater. The new one was supposed to be here today.

Oh. Maybe I won’t. Huh.

I don’t buy it.

When did it start raining again?

My hair is going to be a disaster tomorrow.

A disaster, Keving.


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I used to get bloody noses all the time when I was a kid. Oh yay. They’re back.

So now I can’t even look at my phone at a red light. That’s a little over the top.

purposeful purposelessness


I dunno. I keep forgetting the R.


I am forced to admit I never read the book.

Alright. Which one of you put me on Ben Shapiro’s mailing list?

I’m seriously asking this because I do not understand: Why do people put their email address in their email signature?

I am never going to get this meeting scheduled because one of the attendees does not want to attend.

That’s cute, but why are they still using textbooks from 1982?


Didn’t think about that one didja. Genius.

I ordered a coupla t shirts from you one time. I do not now need daily emails.

Yesssssssssssssssssssssssss. June 1 come on.

I hope I love it more than her last solo album. Also I did not love Case/Lang/Veirs at all. And that made me sad.

Yes, the whole thing is broken.

All you had to do was copy and paste, dude. WTF.

New knitty insta: jentober_knits. Since I had to make my regular insta private because jerks, this way I can be more connected to the knitting community. Probably.

I’m sure they don’t want me either.

I love you, pizza.

I most definitely need a nap.

Most definitely.

You don’t really need me for this panel, do you?

It’s all backyard barbecues and bowling teams.

Maybe I’ll get a Biggby before the panel.

No, really. Who is Mark Hoppus?

No, really. I don’t need you to comment with an answer.

No, really. No. Really.

Unfrozen dinner yay. yay. yay.

That does not

I know you find it hard to believe, but I do, in fact, sometimes just not feel like wearing black.

I don’t have a pet.

I bet I could get a nap in before the panel. Go stretch out on one of the couches in the lounge. Freak the students right out.

Why is there a boat at the flagpoles?

ah look out world i’ve got

Well that sneeze went … a lot of places.

Um New York Times? I’m on campus. I get as many articles as I want on your stupid site.

Well, Paul Ryan. Maybe if you hadn’t sold your soul …

Get off your arse and write that shit up, jentober.


I’m so fucking boring today. Really. No.

Wow, I read that email and didn’t retain a single word.

This cold is kicking my ass and my cognitive skills’ ass.

I don’t even remember what kind of lunches I have in the freezer. To eat for dinner. Maybe I should just go to Subway.

Gonna go ahead and check out the Shanara series on Netflix. I can’t even remember the books I read them so long ago. I remember loving them though.

I miss middle school devouring of fantasy series days.

Now I’m all nostalgic and stuff.

I know. I’ll get a sammich.

What in the actual


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I should re-process that photo. Do something else with it.

I don’t feel like I belong there either.

Don’t much feel like I belong anywhere, to tell the truth.

Medium well with ketchup.

I was going to say if that stupid Chinese satellite takes out my little corner of the Mitten, remember I loved you in my own special misanthropic way. bawk bawk. But it didn’t land here, so. Let’s pretend this never happened.

Great. Now I want to watch Dawson’s Creek again.

Sorry I’m so boring. Go talk to someone else then.

This layout makes it incredibly difficult to run through something chronologically. I am diverting my energies elsewhere.

Don’t ask me to do something and then get irritated with me because you don’t like the way I do it.

Tangentially, don’t ask me to do something and then sit off to the side telling me how to do it or questioning my methods.


Jesus Christ. How many times do I have to unsubscribe from your mailing list?

I’m so tired of having to leave my house and deal with fucking people and a job and STUPID.

Check out The Five on Netflix. Really really good.

I can’t just write a letter of support. I need a topic.

I never noticed those sunglasses in that picture before.

cover cover cover

Don’t flush flushable wipes. They’ll mess up yo pipes. ~ the plumber’s daughter

on the road again

Why do you enter the contests, Jennifer?

Aw. Someone was nice to me. Thanks someone.

I should never have gotten out of bed.

I don’t find any of these people attractive in the least.

These tissues changed color half-way through the box.

“Historical smoking.” Please.

I’ve been known to do some hysterical smoking.

“She had a personality and eyes.”

Dude. Dude.

Oh look, it’s my new motto.


I don’t know how I would even know that.

Yes. This. Exactly.

This is a deeply unsatisfying break.

It’s like my visual diary. If you don’t like it, go follow someone else.

Biggby does not toast their bagels nearly long enough.

I’m not sure they actually toasted this bagel at all, in fact.

Shouldn’t be eating a bagel anyway, really.

Stupid bagel.

I am not your supervisor!

She’s like Rasputin. She will never be gone.

That seems a little misleading, if you ask me.

I need to repaint my nails.

I’m ready to admit that maybe like 7 people would miss me if I quit the internet. Maybe. Give or take an odd number resulting in an odd number.

I’m not threatening to leave. I really don’t have anything else to do. You all live so very far away.

It has to be an odd number.

I like this mug a lot.

used to let you wear all of my clothes

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. Stranger Things is profoundly overrated.

chicken or beef?

unfrozen lunch time whee.

She-evil E


Oh that sentence was almost perfect. Too bad for you.

Honestly, just do it already. I mean if Sean Penn can write that piece of shit, what is stopping you?

I think you mean limb from limb. Not from limb to limb.

I never really thought Louis CK was all that funny.

Maybe it’s the snow.

Posting on Vero is sort of like talking to myself.

I feel like I talk to myself a lot everywhere, now that I think about it.

At least no one can accuse him of behaving inappropriately.

I always expect someone to be hiding behind that door.

I may or may not have messaged Jared Padalecki this afternoon with the story about Stormageddon pretending to be Sam Winchester. Maybe. Who can say, really?

I suspect that particular meeting had something to do with my group.

I suppose that’s enough for today. I suppose.

I suppose.


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I don’t keep track of that shit.

bless you

Did you butt text me?


WTF is Mark Hoppus?

Sometimes I wish there were a video aspect to Random so you could see my face right now.

I like being reminded which people not to let on the Compound in the event of the Apocalypse. “BAN ALL THE GUNS! But if there’s an Apocalypse I’m totally going to Jen’s house because she’ll protect us with all the guns and things.” Yeah, no. No I won’t. Good luck, and Godspeed.

I want to go to Canyon Falls.

This raises interesting questions for me, because isn’t it still a pig? Is a cloned animal not considered an animal? If we were to clone humans, would the clones not truly be human? Would they be soulless? So. Many. Questions. I’m going to be thinking about this for days.

letters I

Really can’t stand that Amelia chick Sam hooks up with in season 8.

I just watched a gif … do you watch gifs? I don’t KNOW. I … from Ilse of Dogs and I’m pretty sure I never want to see that movie because that dog weirded me out to my very core.

That boobage is all in how she’s leaning.

I am never going to make it.

WTF is with Spain and the cereal?

They were saying such nice things I had to look behind me to see if there was another Jen standing there.

Well, never mind. I have things to do other than talking to you anyway.

Charge the keyboard!

Reheat the dinner!

Batten the battery!

just kidding

Well, she’s young and hot. Of course they’re going to listen to her instead of me.

Well, really. What does any march accomplish? A whole lot of nothing.

You can’t bash that chick for wearing a Cuban flag patch. She’s Cuban American. It’s no different than me wearing a Norwegian flag on my shirt or whatever. Not a legitimate criticism.

So. Vero. Not really catching on.

I know what I need. I need one of those giant soft pretzels.

Someone made popcorn and I want to murder them.

(not gonna, police types. jesus.)

While I love a great deal about you, Google, I positively loathe the way you manage my photos.

I think my knee high black boots are outdated.

The news today is merely emotional poster children espousing wholly inaccurate and entirely anecdotal tales presented as fact. The media doesn’t care about truth, and they know you don’t either.

I should not have eaten that pretzel.


lowest of the low class

I don’t know why more people don’t find that Hogg kid creepy. I’m reasonably certain he has no soul.

This made me tear up a little. Thanks, Coop.

Ho.lee.shit. I want to go!!!

And now I need to visit this place. That’d be a good Saturday trip. Not too far to drive. Also it’d make a sweet house.

Who cares if anyone is looking at my LinkedIn profile? It’s not like it’s getting me any job offers or interview offers or whatever offers.


Shit. How the fuck did I manage that?

Maybe I won’t dye it. Maybe I’ll just leave it bare.

Knitting and hiking? Why yes, that does sound perfect. It also sounds entirely outside my budget. Stupid retreats.

The title alone makes me want to punch him in his perpetually smug face.

Wacky Wednesday

Oh too much. Right after I posted about this dick above, Coop sent me this link. I’m dying.

“repairs are underweigh”

I think I’ll just stop talking to people. Entirely.

e n t i r e l y

How do you stab someone for hours? How is there anything left to stab?

I won’t be discussing death practices with you today. I’m so sorry for your loss.


Random Wednesday

First of all, what a name. But second of all, this guy looks like he’s all of 12 years old. I cannot take him seriously. His kid looks older than he does.

It’s not just all autism and Down syndrome. There are all kinds of developmental disabilities.

Still haven’t managed to make it through the first episode of Vikings.

It’s the social media pose. Like the Michigan hair cut.

They’re all so fucking fragile.

Well fine. Don’t then.

I’ve seen some damn funny photos lately. Total lack of self awareness.

You know, I really thought that whole Strengths Finder nonsense would die out. Or maybe it was just a wild hope that it would die out. Instead it has found new life and is raging away, stronger than ever. I literally could not care less about your top 5. Keep it to yourself.

you know i keep your fingerprints

I’m so fucking helpful. You’re welcome.

I wish I had some Pringles.

What does “mass casualties” mean, exactly?

I don’t know. I mean. Why would I want to send my name to the sun though?

Shit. What was I going to say?

I’ve pretty much lost any enthusiasm I might once have had for this whole thing.

Ho.lee.SHIT this kid is talented. I hope he publishes this stuff someday.

Reason number 4,367 to homeschool.

WordPress still thinks homeschool is not a word.

Using inclusion comment cards to demand exclusion of a group of students. Y’all have no sense of irony whatsoever, do you?

I was sitting there thinking, “How did I never see the trailer for Infinity War?” til it got to the end and I saw the Guardians and realized, “Oh, I did.” I guess it wasn’t a terribly impressive experience. Unlike the Civil War trailer. I totally remember that one. It was GOOD. Infinity War’s trailer is wholly unremarkable.

I still don’t like crunchy green beans.

That shit is just gonna get dusty.

I can’t keep track of your goddamn calendar, woman.

Why no West Michigan, Liz Phair? Why??

it’s that little souvenir

Gah. You can’t have half your headlines centered and the others left justified. Pick a format and stick with it.

Why do people think anyone wants to smell their Brussels Sprouts?

Kinda over this Trish bitch.

Man. I was on such a good hair roll for a while there.

I think when this season of the X-Files ends it needs to just stay ended. Forever.

I think you could have made your argument without all the name calling. That was just kind of assy.

Oh! Dumb ass. CO. Conservation Officer. Duh.

Sometimes I am such a dolt.

Half the people I know are anti GMO. Stop already. GMO foods save lives.

I hate seaming.

Jesus. NOWHERE does it say prior. NOWHERE.

Nobody loves Toto’s Africa. Nobody.

Tiny dinosaurs will save the world.


And this is why you should buy your own shit.

Well, at least I know that none of you have any respect for me.

The problem with torso killers is …

Screw it. Now I’m just in a foul mood and I’m not sure I’m coming back from it.

This place is making my brain bleed today.

You know what? Sometimes the office is too loud, which makes it difficult to concentrate. That doesn’t make me the asshole.

God. How did I fall down that rabbit hole? I don’t even know.

$2 Biggby day is a gift from heaven.

Great. Now my shit is broken.

I never watched Xena. I thought it was dumb.

Well. Damn. Now I just want to cry.


Random Wednesday

Well I’m not just going to not say anything.

HA! He looks like he’s saying “Wait WHAT? You’re taking my picture???”

When you say someone shoots film, you don’t actually have to add the word analog. Just. It’s kind of implied.

Another day, another paper jam.

I think it’s time to re-read The Time Traveler’s Wife.

Well. Now I clearly need to watch Death Wish.

It just means they like to make shit.

My feet are hot. I hate it when my feet are hot.

Stop mixing politics into knitting.

GOD. I never want to hear the phrase “Nevertheless she persisted” again. Fucking staaaaaaaaaaahp.

Yeah. Just stay the hell off the damn bridge when it’s windy. Especially if you’re driving a semi.

Dear Staples, I pretty much never need you to email me to tell me that items in my order have been delivered. I’m actually looking at them right now. Thanks.

Wow. His dad was a cop. Damn.

Ooooooooooops. I totally misread that whole thing. Fffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

The mashed potatoes always somehow ended up leaching onto the brownie. The Salisbury steak was my favorite one. I still don’t like mixed vegetables.

“What year was this?”
“The year Canada bought all our Checker cabs and turned ’em into cop cars.”

Man. Riverdale looks like a truly awful show.

regardless of what they say

“key to lock”

Blech. It smells like fake blueberry in here. I hate blueberries. I hate fake fruity smells. Like fruit scented crap. It’s giving me such a headache.

Can I just quit? All of it? Just be done.

this is moderately funny.

I thought that said “he has an affinity for doctors.” It did not.

Man. Y’all are so bossy.

I am not made of money. Not even pennies.

If you refuse to get on FB you can’t complain when information has only been shared with people on FB.

Yep. Though I’m not nearly as bad as I used to be. I also did not realize until surprisingly recently that it is actually anxiety.

Kid, if you say “oh that’s no prob” one more time I am firing you right now.

Now you want me to keep track of crap that hasn’t even been submitted yet? Please.

“Self-engrossed students are acting out little psychodramas of oppression.” I could not have phrased it better. Although I disagree with MacDonald in that I don’t believe it’s racism alone. It’s a whole litany of progressive fantasies. I also think Furedi is wrong about nonjudgmentalism. Even amongst their own ranks.

It’s not like I asked to have Heart stuck in my head. I don’t even like Heart.

Wow. “Gunsplained” That’s a new one.

Well. That discussion went much better than expected.

“Do they have a society of serial killers that meet once a month, and they sit in the diner in the back room, and they say, ‘Where are you dumping the bodies this month?’ … I don’t think we have that.” ~ Suffolk County Police Department Commissioner Richard Dormer

Everyone’s doors are closed. ‘Cept mine. I don’t get a door.


I don’t have a kingdom.

Hey Instagram – I don’t have a fucking cat. Stop advertising cat crap to me. Your algorithms are useless. I don’t even like cats. In fact, I sort of actively dislike cats. Leave me alone.

What does that even mean? Why can’t people just speak clearly? Why does everything need to be bloody translated these days? This is why there is so much division and polarization in the world. One side invented a whole new language that the other side doesn’t speak.

Y’all have overly complicated everything to death.

I should just eat lunch now.

This is bullshit.

I don’t know why I think anyone should start listening to me now.

Yeah, but no. I know a LOT of people I would not want anywhere near a firearm. But still. Funny stuff.

Pringles are delicious.

I’m so glad that

Of all the yarn or fiber festivals in all the world, Edinburgh is the only one I’d really care about attending. Because SCOTLAND.

I should just message Neil directly. On Instagram.

Fine. I’ll go without you.

I’ve been using the word shady a lot lately.

Underhanded also works.

I think, at this point, it’s safe to say I did not get the job.

I’m willing to lay odds that I did not get the other job, either.

I am trapped here. Forever.


Have you been drinking, Tiny Fox Mulder?

Supermarket or Grocery Store? (The correct answer is “Meijer.”)

No. No one needs to see the pingbacks but you.

I don’t know how you even slip out of a house surrounded by police and go shopping at WalMart. I mean. Wow. That is some impressive shit.

“Nothing limits the power of the state like the outer boundaries of people’s willingness to do what they’re told.”


Random Wednesday

If you’re going to change the long gun age requirement to 21, you’d better change the enlistment age requirement as well.

I think this is hilarious.

I blasted Biden for telling women to grab a shotgun and shoot through the door for several reasons, not least of which is that shooting through a door is just stupid. But aside from that, a good shotgun is the best home self defense firearm you can own.



Yeah, turns out I don’t actually have any interest in reading this article at all.

Well. Don’t build shit in a floodplain.

uggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh interviews. Just intuit how awesome I am, K?

You know what? Stop telling me you have tasks for me. It’s kind of demeaning.

But no. Because no.

Yeah, it’s been long enough. Time to get going on this.

I have been astonishingly busy today. You may not get this post until later. And I’ve been so good lately too.

Also I should just change the name of this site to Random Wednesday since I never post anything else any more.

Also I am tired and forgot what I was going to say next.

Really? You can’t change a battery?

I’ve driven through a lot of corners and pieces. Sometimes I forget.

It’ll be OK. You’re nice people.

Yeah, but if a surrogate is carrying a baby that is not biologically hers, I see no issue at all with the biological parents paying her for it. Is this bill about that or is it regarding a surrogate carrying a child that is biologically hers? Cos yeah, that’s kind of icky. I don’t have enough information here.

But no, let’s just keep blaming the NRA for the whole thing. Cos that makes sense.


Yeah, but it’s not like the angels become nice later. They’re pretty much always dicks. Which Dean will consistently remind you of. “Angels are dicks.”

Well I know this. I know what isn’t working.

“Here’s the thing – fuck everyone.”

I just want to look. I don’t want to fucking sign up for shit.

Oh, cheese.

I admit, I did not really pay attention to the Amanda Knox case when it was in the news. I did not know details until just this week, actually. Now I have to say I am completely appalled that she and her boyfriend were convicted of that poor girl’s murder. It seems patently obvious that they were innocent.

ILU Alibris.

Ohhhh. Happy birthday, Jensen Ackles. You know I usually prefer the old dudes, but you are among a few notable exceptions.

P.S. totally love my husband, thank you.

This is why I can’t listen to podcasts at work. I realize I’ve completely stopped listening after about 20 minutes and have no idea what’s going on.

How is the paperback only $3 less than the hardcover? That is patently ridiculous.

Did I use patently twice in this post? That is patently hilarious.

I feel like virtual reality would just make me vomit.

I need to knit that into a sweater. Colorwork. A fuck everyone yoke.

OK, episode 14 kind of annoyed me. I’m sorry, but it’s true. Til the end. And then I was sad that you lost your friend.


It’s funny, cos I had a feeling I should probably be there. I’m glad they asked.

Although, I suspect it’ll be quiet. And that we’re nervous for nothing.


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“You got: Mr. Clever! You are the brainiest person that ever lived. You’re an emporium of knowledge and everyone wants to learn from you. In fact, you’re so clever that you too could live in Cleverland, where the worms read books and the trees can tell the time. Carry on teaching the world new things, Mr. Clever!”

Well. I am pretty clever. Let’s be honest.

I would definitely not rather be naked than wear fur.

Sam’s season 7 hair looks like it perpetually needs to be washed. Kinda gross.

Holy hell am I ever busy lately.

I forgot to Just in Cases that shit last week.

Yeah, I have no idea what that means.

I think I’ll quit my job to fix our democracy and stuff. Talk about privilege. And hubris.

Wow. I need to knit some kind of sweater in that colorway. It’s so bloody and gorgeous. Maybe a cardigan. With pocketses.

ILU Babylon Bee.

I think I don’t actually LU, after all, Flonase.

My boot is broken. Dammit.

crap crap crap crap crap

You can’t make fake scotch, dude. It’s literally called scotch because it’s distilled in Scotland. That’s where it gets its name. Anything else is whiskey.

Gah. Michael Moore. You’re so gross. And such a tool.

Now I need $30K for an MLIS, and $30K to bring Gaiman to campus. I suspect I will fail on both fronts.

It’s fine. I’ll just sit here by myself.

Phone interviews – super awkward, but not as awful as I’d been led to believe.


Is it not better to be prepared for something and have it never happen, than to have it happen and be completely unprepared?

Or. Better to have it and not need it than need it and not have it.


I wish that came in peppermint scent.

I feel like crap.

This is the longest week ever. It just keeps going and going and going.

I feel like crap and the doc says, well you look fine, try some decongestant. BUT I’M NOT CONGESTED.

I hate everything.

I don’t like crunchy green beans.

Why didn’t they have Gal Gadot wear blue contact lenses?

“You got: Karen Kilgariff You’re tough on the outside but soft on the inside. The only thing that outshines your wit and sarcasm is that adorable button nose of yours! Byyyye!” … Yeah, I totally buy that.

I wouldn’t want to be president. I’d be a really good adviser though.

Oh that says TED Talks. I thought it said Tea Talks. I was so confused. And intrigued.

I keep thinking I’m going to finish that season and I never do. It’s like with Fringe. It took me forever to finally watch the final season. And it was disappointing. Or at least not terribly memorable.

Honey, I’m just trying to help you. But you can just fuck off and die. It’s all the same to me.

It’s all either ass kissery or total bitchery. It’s fucking exhausting.

I do LU Google Translate.

I just remembered Babelfish.

Gah. This didn’t start out as a cranky post.


I definitely do not LU, Outlook.

I think I’ll finish this at home. Probably. Maybe.

Screw it. I’m stopping for taco fixins and staying off the interwebs.

I’ll do crunches all night. And squats. Crunches and squats.

Cos I’m fat.

But after the tacos.


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OK, pretty much loving this new track from Buffalo Tom. I drifted away from them for a long time, but this might bring me back. They are one of my favorite bands ever.

No, I’m serious. I actively hate everyone. WHO ARE THE PEOPLE FUNDING THIS???

in an on

shake it up

Dammit. I want the tunic. And the leggings. Dammit!

Now this is hilarious.

They’re running a little behind schedule if that’s true.

Chicken wings? Really?

These kids are killing me.

Poor lovey.

I am a terrible mother.

I don’t even know what that means.

And this is awesome.

It is astonishingly quiet here today. What is up.

Maybe I should take spring break off. Did I do that last year? I think I did.

I should definitely do more knitting posts.

I’m so bad at that.

teddible teddible

Oh good. It’s time for the endless yammering to begin.

I’d like a big comfy chair please.

It’s not actually supposed to be a junk room, thanks.

I actually find this monumentally amusing.

I need to own the fact that I am never going to knit the stupid button band to that sweater.

I’d just frog the whole thing and use the yarn for something else, but now I hate the color of that yarn.

Stop using Mail Chimp, people.


I can’t fill out the application for you.

We probably need a rototiller.

Actually. I’d like to build a greenhouse.

But we do need to plant some things outside for the bees. We need some more apple trees.

I’m still bitter.

Ha, I was so confused. It’s not my birthday!

But I don’t want a Wayne State shirt. Thanks all the same.

Student Supervisor of the Year nominee two years running! I’ll find out next week if I won. My students are awesome.

Happy Valentine’s Day



Random Wednesday

Stop helping.

I have a birthday coming up ….

Still can’t stand Stephen King.

This is exactly the kind of thing I’d love to do, and I’m exactly the kind of person who couldn’t pull it off.

I wish I knew who unfollowed me on Instagram so I could unfollow them back.


There is nothing I can do for you. You should move along now. shoo shoo.

I hate that interloper feeling I get. Like I don’t belong. Like people would rather I just went. Especially when it’s something I really want to be a part of. Especially when it’s so hard for me to actually want to be a part of something.

You are weirding me out, pal.

My children do not get an allowance. If they want money, they have to work for it.

I totally forgot Junior Achievement was a thing.


He is not a very intuitive thinker.

Now that’s one smart cookie.

I think that scale is wrong. I’m pretty sure I’m fatter than that.

That was a monumental waste of time.

It’s so strange to think that the wall came down a full generation ago. And to say “I remember when it happened.” How has all that time passed?

It’s 100% a Biggby day. I’m pretty sure.

“I want to sit in a corner and rock myself into a stupor while eating a bottle of Xanax.
But I won’t.
But I feel like it.”

I know exactly how you feel, sister.

I miss rotary phones.


Today is a good day for pizza. I’m pretty sure.

Someone should make me the main character of a book.

I don’t know what to say to you.

There’s a Psychedelic Furs song I’m thinking of but I can’t remember the name of it and now I can’t find it. It’s rather frustrating.

I got news for you, kitten.

I probably need an iPad for my birthday. In case you were wondering what to get me.


People take the crappiest pictures of things they want to sell.

Maybe it’s more of a taco day. I’m not at all sure.

Should I apply for that job? I don’t know. I think I probably will.

Damn. No reprieve tomorrow.

That whole span of time is just weird to me now.

So many patterns, so little time to knit them, so little yarn to knit them with.

Can I just have more yarn please?

All the yarn.

This drive home is going to be funtastic.

I need to get back to that list.

I need to stop being so all over the place.

Follow. Through.

Still don’t wanna go to grad school. ‘Less somebody wants to pay for my MLIS.

Yeah, I didn’t think so.

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