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Random Wednesday

wm9188Wait. That would require me actually going to Costco, which, just thinking about it sort of gives me hives.

“sitting is the new smoking” … but not nearly as stimulating.

I thought that was Graham McTavish! He’s so sexy when he’s not all gross old western grungy.

Ugh. I officially give up on you, Facebook.

Oooh Keep Calm and Gary On! That’s a good one!

That’s interesting … and possibly very very weird.

“I’m gonna assume those people have shitty taste in books.”

If you’re not listening to Lera Lynn, you’re doing yourself a great disservice.

Shit. I’m going to have to take a couple of days off work to get this thesis crap finished.

Look. I can’t make 16 people all available at the same place and the same time. It’s like the Holy freaking Grail.

i will wait i will wait for you

Don’t forget tha Outloooooooks.

What! Yes please!!!

I am typing this sentence on my phone.

I am typing this sentence on my computer.

I love you Dropbox mobile app. You’re so handy when my Google phone doesn’t back up the files I want it to back up.

I have been sitting too long.

I don’t know what to eat. I NEVER KNOW WHAT TO EAT.

Argh. Stupid Google. Don’t make me hate you.

I just don’t want to be here.

It’s a little chilly in here. In 15 minutes or so it’ll be too warm in here. I hate this stupid centrally controlled temperature.

If I were an athlete, I would not want to go to Rio. Olympics or no Olympics.

I wonder if anyone would notice if I just took a nap. I’m guessing not so much.

I don’t know a thing about docking stations.

Ooooooh I get to order a stand up desk!!!

I don’t actually care why you chose one over the other, I just need to know which bloody one you want.

Whelp. I’m out of water. Must be Diet Dr. Pepper time.

Yes. Yes, it is.

It’s kind of shocking how quickly and thoroughly B.O. can permeate and linger in a room.

I never want to see another volunteer time log again.

“If it’s not canon, it shouldn’t be in the show.”

Wow. Truth.

Something in here is stinky.

I’ve never liked John Irving.

Also I just don’t think Adele actually is all that.

This is so cool.

Well that escalated quickly.

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Always bear in mind that your own resolution to succeed is more important than any one thing.

042 wm 914242.52 (abraham lincoln) OK, technically I’m not done til August. But they don’t hold a commencement for us summer II kids, so June it is. But check it out. I totally did it. Now to tackle that GRE for grad school …
P.S. My skirt looks hella short in the bronco pix, but it really is not. It had ridden up a bit and I didn’t realize it. We were kind of in a hurry. Everyone wanted their picture taken at the bronco. wm9164 wm9141 wm9142 wm9143 wm9144 wm9165 wm9166

Random Wednesday

wm9112My question is, did people actually used to be nicer and slower to judge others before the internet, or was it really just that they used to keep that shit to themselves? I think it’s the latter, because really, who’s going to walk up to you and tell you to your face what they *really* think about you? Not many people.

i’m so sorry for everything i’m so sorry for everything i’m so sorry for everything i’m so sorry for everything

My mind is suspiciously blank this morning.

I’m kind of loving this gloom.

That was a particularly bad migraine. Damn.

She was sitting there talking about how she wouldn’t wish a migraine on her worst enemy, they’re that bad! Of course I’m sitting there thinking I sure as hell would! What a kick ass weapon that would be.

Moderately amusing.

I still don’t have Barbie Spock. Maybe someone will get him for me as a graduation gift.

On account of I’m graduating. Saturday.

It’s a shame no one’s taking me on a European adventure as a graduation gift. Hey dad, get on that wouldja?

It’s so pretty!

I did not care for the way it fit.

I have a lunch dilemma. I always have a lunch dilemma. My life is nothing but lunch dilemmas.

Ha. My Texas friends are planning my next vacation. They say that as if I get to take vacations. I love you guys. “The Macabre Tour of Texas” We’ll be needing t-shirts.

That whole “I stand behind you in line, smiling” pro gun meme that’s going around? First of all, it’s creepy. You’re creeping ME out and I’m pro gun. Secondly, it’s obnoxiously smug and self righteous. Knock that shit off. You’re not helping. Stop spreading that stupid thing around.

I didn’t do very well on that test. And I don’t really care.

Wendy’s. Maybe I’ll go to Wendy’s.

hello mosquito     buzz buzz

Stop trying so hard, sweetie. You’re not actually the Queen of Fucking Everything.

Felt someone else’s emotions in a room.

I wasn’t trying to start an argument, but sometimes things are less funny and more assy. And this just seemed of the more assy variety.

Great. Now I have Sabotage stuck in my head. I know you planned it.

We should all strive to be lovelier people.

I’ve accomplished basically nothing today.

Don’t let me forget to take my laptop charger home with me. Kthanks.

Yeah, I don’t want any part of that after school special, thank you very much.

Everybody’s closing their doors. I want a door.

I did not go to Wendy’s. Just in case you were wondering.

i just want to feel your pulse again

I think one of the reasons I like Instagram so much is that I miss having the time for a daily photo project like a 365, or a 30 days. Instagram doesn’t really take the place of those “real” projects, but it’s better than nothink, dahlink.

Plus it’s totally my zen.

Plus I’ve found a ton of really phenomenal knitters and knit designers there.

This is probably the worst episode of Supernatural I’ve ever seen. This is the kind of episode that is created to set up a spin off. I have no idea if there was a spin off, but this episode is awful.

Ah ha! It was meant to be a spinoff.

What! How did I forget I brought a shortbread wedge??

Stop liquefying faces!

I don’t know. I think I might have been channeling someone I don’t really want to channel with that last sentence.

I think the key thing to remember here is that sometimes when you think you’re being hilarious, you are, in fact, just being a dick.

Sorry ’bout your troubles.

This seems like a particularly cranky post, and I’m not in a particularly cranky mood. I’m actually in a pretty decent mood.

I typed moof. I’m in a decent moog. See? I can’t type moos. Mood.

bah

Wait. You’re staging a sit in to demand “some kind of vote” but there isn’t actually anything to vote on. So basically it’s totally theatrics and you’re wasting everyone’s time. Good job.

“You are Watts from Some Kind of Wonderful! You are a bad ass chick and know what you want in life. Some may say you’re a rebel, but you are a loyal friend, and often put others before yourself. You are multi talented, independent and know how to take care of yourself!”

I love that movie.

“It’s difficult to threaten Americans with a strike when Americans don’t want you to do your job.” hahahahahahha

I think I need more Fioricet.

Well that was a complete waste of time.

And suddenly I’m just sick and tired of all of it.

All I want is to share my disjointed ramblings, enjoy the company of a few decent people who share my geeky outlook and also like to shoot things, and just be me.

We should all strive to be lovelier people.

I keep typing things and then deleting them. I had sad internet feelings today.

“This all sounds like Sad Times at Bitchmont High.”

But I remembered my charger. So I got that goin’ for me.

And my BFF is going to be here tomorrow.

And I’m graduating Saturday morning.

I posted that and captioned it “monday afternoon sky”. It wasn’t until much later that I realized today is not, in fact, Monday.

Well. There’s that then.

It is a wise father that knows his own child.

IMG_9019IMG_9022IMG_9024041 wm 9021 041 wm 9136IMG_9128 IMG_9130 IMG_913241.52 (merchant of venice, william shakespeare)

In a nation ruled by swine, all pigs are upwardly mobile—and the rest of us are fucked until we can put our acts together: not necessarily to win, but mainly to keep from losing completely. We owe that to ourselves and our crippled self-image as something better than a nation of panicked sheep.

041 wm 9102-241.52 (the great shark hunt, hunter s. thompson)

Random Wednesday

wm8994I wish I had a donut, but then I’d only eat it, and we all know I don’t need to eat another donut.

How had I forgotten about this site? I love this site.

Let’s face it, I’ve never been a big fan of PEOPLE. In general. I mean there are a handful of people I adore. But I’m 100% certain I liked PEOPLE a whole lot more before Facebook.

There’s a Love Addicts Anonymous??

For real, I can’t listen to Love Hurts without thinking of that episode of Millennium.

I learned a new phrase in my studies this weekend – vicarious victimization. Seems to apply to a whole lot of people these days.

vituperous swine

Well, first of all no, not all serial killers are “white guys” …

I don’t generally consult Reddit for anything.

Anthony Kiedis has evolved to look like the creepy perv you catch beating off in the back of the adult movie theater.

I did not know that Cate Blanchett was Australian. I love her.

I keep accidentally hitting keyboard shortcuts that I don’t actually consciously know and my text is getting all bolded and italicized and wonked.

I don’t really have a response to that.

There’s only so much room in my brain for stupid.

Nope. Still don’t understand Palazzo Pants.

Yeah, that’s not really what Shiva is, dude.

I don’t have time for internet crazy.

Wow, first ever Chick-fil-A spam.

That was not nearly enough rain.

you didn’t see me i was falling apart

I love Cheddar Cheese Pretzel Combos. I’m not gonna lie.

I should have worn that white cardi today. It’s like I forgot I even owned it.

Man. Sometimes life just smacks you upside the head with how lucky you are.

I wish I was at the lake. I wish we lived on a lake. Not that I swim, really. Nothing like putting on a bathing suit to make you feel awful about yourself. I just like being near the water. It’s comforting. It’s zen.

My iPhone that isn’t a phone hit Nazareth and stopped shuffling. I think that’s kind of funny.

pizza pizza                                pizza

“people who are most at risk for the given risk factor” … This book is very poorly edited.

Scheduling this meeting has become an actual form of torture.

OK. I need more caffeine. Like right now.

I can’t take these open letters to people. They’re nothing more than an excuse to be bitchy and judgy and passive aggressively mean while masquerading as ‘I’m really just trying to HELP you by telling you this.’ Just stop. No one cares.

I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m not very good with people.

Yeah, I’ve neglected you all afternoon. Sorry bout that.

Gosh that peppermint smells nice though.

Oh shit. I forgot I have that meeting tomorrow night. Damn.

You could tell a whole story that way. One little paragraph at a time. What a lovely thing that would be.

No. Nope. No to Taylor Swift and Tom Hiddleston. That just does not work for me.

I think the world would be a happier place if we just randomly mailed each other books. I randomly mail people books for fun. But I mean randomly mail someone a book that really meant something to you. Just because. Maybe it’s just me. I’d love that. I’d love to just randomly, periodically get a book from someone just because they loved the book and thought “I need to share this with my Jen.”

“I actually don’t spend much time at the DMV, because I go to the kiosk.”
“We don’t have a DMV, you don’t spend any time there.”

Maintaining radio silence is awful hard when there is just so. much. dumb.

“Gerb. Gerd. What’s his name?”
“Gerrrrrsh.”
“Gersh. They terk our jerbs!”

OK. I’m done talking to you two now.

Orlando Jones?! No. That just doesn’t seem right. Who is he playing? Oh Mr. Nancy. Ok Maybe. Maybe I can see that.

I’m conflicted about Gillian Anderson though. I hope she doesn’t play the role with that God awful fake British accent.

I’m conflicted about a lot of things these days, chickens.

One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar.

040 wm 9001 040 wm 900540.52  (the story of my life, helen keller)

It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop.

040 wm 904640.52 (andy warhol)
Almost there.

Random Wednesday

wm8861Where the hell am I going to come up with $50,000? I know nothing about fundraising. Hell. I couldn’t even raise $2,000 for a new camera.

Speaking of Neil Himself … It’s interesting to me that, even having been proofread by Neil Freaking Gaiman, I’ve still found errors. A few grammatically questionable sentences. And the woman’s name is Kimya Dawson, not Dawsom. And when the piece opens her son is 9 months old and when it closes he’s 8 months old. And did your mother give you the option when you were fifteen or when you were fourteen? And I’m sorry, did anyone actually proofread this or are you just saying that to add legitimacy? Just goes to show you, I suppose.

Maybe some day I, too, will be a woman who can afford to knit with $36 per skein yarn.

People who microwave popcorn at work should be drawn and quartered. First – the smell is like an ice pick in my left temple. Second – I can hear you eat that foulness from across the room.

I’m not really into the whole speckled yarn thing.

Um. It’s “bated” breath. Not “baited” breath. Do you even know what it means? Because if you did, I’m not sure you would have said baited.

If you’re going to culturally appropriate a word, at least have the courtesy to spell it correctly, prog.

I’m skullking.

I stole your bag of cookies, do you want to come eat them with me?

I thought that said overveillance.

Orweillance

I was not prepared for your ire.

I don’t think they actually appreciate being called that.

Why are pugs so popular all of a sudden?

Can someone just buy me a whole new wardrobe from this shop please and thank you?

OK Preacher might be in the running for new favorite show.

Iced coffee. Give me all the iced coffee.

There’s a whole town full of bottle houses.

Why doesn’t anyone want this tea?

I feel like this could have been funny … but is just disappointing. The rest of the blog is entertaining though. So there’s that. I shouldn’t criticize. She’s doing better than I am, I’m sure.

Honestly it’s like Bernie supporters have never actually participated in the voting/election process before.

Also? If you don’t like the way your party chooses a candidate, the middle of an election cycle is not the time to change how the candidate is chosen. You can’t come to the dance late and then cry in your punch because you don’t have anybody to dance with.

People just make me tired.

What is with the sudden inundation of SPAM in my work email lately? Sheesh.

This just makes me so sad.

I think it’s time for food.

OK! I’m gonna just let you Google this …

I haven’t been on Facebook all day and it’s been awesome.

I’d like a nap. Right now. A nice long one.

I don’t care how much she paid for that jacket, it’s hideous. Fifty cents would have been too much. But seriously. Who pays $12,000 for a freaking jacket?

It’s kind of ridiculous, but I read Reason articles more to spot the typos than for the content.

I think it’s time to wave the white flag.

Did you get your post card?

I keep thinking it’s Friday. le sigh

OK. I for real el oh elled at this one.

one one one and two two two three three three and four four four   .

Seems superfluous.

I’m too tired to read.

I had to go ahead and take the migraine pill. And now we power through.

I wish the Den was a shorter walk so I could get a giant fountain Diet Dew on a break, rather than squeezing it in on my lunch hour. But it’s probably a good thing it’s not. Really.

When 7 Eleven was almost right behind my dorm at Michigan State, I pretty much lived on Super Big Gulp Mtn. Dew and cigarettes.

Oh. My. GOD. The tween angst is freaking killing me. I just cannot.

Oh damn. I forgot I have that new email seminar thing tomorrow. Whee.

Well that smells tasty.

A shawl pattern called Danzig? You know I have to knit that.

… there’s no need to be so dire

What’s up with Stormageddon’s sudden aversion to bathing? He used to love the tub.

I don’t like cold M&M’s. I like melty M&M’s.

I’m too blurry to read. I just want to doze and knit the last stripe row so I can knit the border so I can bind off and weave ends and be done so I can start these baby blankets.

Also I’m sorry, because I love the look of the finished Rattan shawl, but knitting it is boring the heck out of me. And I’m making TWO of them right now! ooph.

I need to make a new t shirt: I’m a libertarian, ask me how!

It’s a Buffy reference, my friend. Though I doubt Joss Whedon is remotely interested in libertarianism.

I need to stop talking now.

Stop. Talking.

A little nonsense now and then, is cherished by the wisest men.

wm8906 wm8912 wm8952 wm8960(charlie and the great glass elevator, roald dahl)

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