it makes me dizzy dizzy dizzy in my head
Happy Anniversary, Mister. You’re the best husband ever.
Bumper sticker on my way to work: “Annoy a conservative, think for yourself” … If more people thought for themselves, there would be a lot more conservatives in this world.
Goodreads should have a negative star rating.
Direct democracy cannot work on a national level, there are simply too many people. That’s why this is a republic with a representative democracy.
Why do people whistle? Particularly people who are completely, tragically, tone deaf.
redress.
The trouble is. the trouble is. I don’t know what to
Little pumpkins that taste like candy corn. I don’t even like candy corn.
Your odd syllabic emphases are annoying. And wrong.
That hug was just exactly what I needed. Thank you.
Oooooh baby! I miss babies.
Make up your MIND. ARGH.
Mental. Dangerously close to mental.
My shoes are stinky.
I don’t want my lunch. I’ll eat it. But it’s not what I want.
I think the windows are closed and no one has turned on the AC. Oh no!!! It’s the Apocalypse and no one told me!
I don’t have fun stuff to share with you today.
Honestly.
Oh crap. Is that meeting today? It’s going to suck.
This world needs more mad scientists.
Oh good. Fewf! as Miss W would say. No meeting today.
I get over there. I look around. And I don’t know where to start. So I end up standing there thinking I shouldn’t even be there in the first place, she should, and it’s just messed up that she’s not. And I just miss her.
Damn. That is one seriously chirpy bird.
Like like like like like like like like. Sigh.
Just go along.
Don’t let it kill you.
I might have missed it.
I have a photo to shoot.
You should have read the words.
He’s not the Big Blue Bug of social justice.
Happy to you and the Mister.
I don’t know anyone who actually likes candy corn, do I? how to they manage to sell it?
I could be a pretty good mad scientist…
one day I want you to meet G, and then just sit and watch you together….
Thank you!
Candy corn is disgusting.
You would!
I’d like that 🙂 Also, now I’m a little worried … this falls into mad scientist lab experiment doesn’t it?
Aw. I felt that way about my mom’s stuff that I got after she died. Some of it was stuff I wanted ever since I was a little girl, but when I got it I thought, “Well, now I’d rather have HER than this cookie jar/painting/stuff.”
Yes. Exactly. sigh.