She is not wrong.
I don’t usually care for colorizing old photos. It just changes the photograph entirely. The mood, everything. But I have to admit that one or two of these are pretty OK colorized. Not ALL of them. But one or two.
slow ass jolene
I do not like warm cookies.
Interesting piece on Rose Wilder Lane, if a bit editorialized.
“You have such unique interests in your photography and music and knitting and dead things. You’re one of the single most interesting people I know.”
Established cult following. Ha!
This was touching.
Ugh. John Mayer. No.
“In honor of what would have been Charles Bukowski’s 93rd birthday, we’ve made eight Bukowski novels available for the very first tome in digital audio.” … I wonder if they did that on purpose.
Why do people insist on bothering me when I’m on lunch??
I love Snickers bars.
feral wolf children
It would be great if you could not carry on your conversation over the top of my cube.
Neat. I love the shoes on the girl with the red umbrella.
A Portuguese water dog costs between $1500 and $2000.
A remarkable number of people who work with the water supply in this town insist on pronouncing potable as pott-able. It bothers me.
you never held it
So much dumb.
I was typing a work email and clicked away for a minute. It autosaved as a draft and closed. I reopened it and it read “Hi Dave, I’m ass” … I was just a tiny bit startled.
I’d like to buy a vowel.
That is absolutely one of the bestest compliments I have ever received. “One of my favorite people and one of my favorite moms.” Made my entire week.
Stupid class brought my GPA down. GrrRRRrrrr
Ugh. ugh ugh ugh. And a bleah.
No no no no nonononononono nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I’ve got the wiggins just reading about it.
The list of places I have no desire to visit just keeps getting longer today.
Creepy and not suitable for all audiences.
I feel like hell, today, squidlets. Hell.
It’s like a mantra, every time I see it. You are a professional beggar, you just choose to use the internet. You are crowdsourcing your life and you’re not even being honest about it. You are not a good human.
Ha ha. Al Jourgensen thinks Robert Smith is funny looking.
Actually, I’ve always secretly wanted a cult following. That would be pretty rad.
Wow, some of these are crazy elaborate. I like the one that looks like a bobby uniform.
Something hinky is happening.
You got that right.
When she says it, it sounds like “Howah you?” She’s from Michigan. We don’t talk like that here.
Every time I look at your page you’re appalled about something.
I miss Little Ceasar’s pizza.
I think my hair hurts.
I miss summers at Lake of the Woods.
Never fails to put a smile on my face.
Your food is stinky.
“Every intelligent boy of sixteen is a Socialist. At that age one does not see the hook sticking out of the rather stodgy bait.” ~ Orwell
Symbionts. But somehow not nearly as cool as Jadzia Dax. I’ll pass, thanks.
I need an Andrew Jackson finger puppet.
momma take this
I never finished reading the Book Thief. It just didn’t hold my interest.
It’s too hot to go for a walk.
I need to write up these procedures. I do not want to write up these procedures.
Boy, us introverts are getting an awful lot of media attention lately. Disorder my arse! Glad they moved away from that nonsense.
This is the sweetest thing you’ll see on the internet this week.
Wow. You spelled algebra wrong. You even wrote it long hand, it wasn’t even a typo. Algeba.
Mystery Maven. Hee
None of those apostrophes is correct. I’m sort of glad my name is not actually associated with that embarrassing display.
Argh. Again, Nick Gillespie? I told you, I’m available for proofreading. I’m not even that expensive. I’m worth every penny. Plus my hotness can help counter the myth of the all male libertarian boys’ club. Seriously.
I was busy unloading groceries from the car, so the goat started crying because I wasn’t paying attention to him.
No, really. You used indeed twice in the same sentence. You need help.
I should just redo my resume. I have committees to add to it now. Ooooooh.
I’m not really thrilled with the new issue of Vogue Knitting. Meh.
I need to watch Pee Wee’s Big Adventure again. With Miss W. She hasn’t seen it yet.
burp burp burp burp burp
I like Instagram.
It’s the anniversary of Ruby Ridge.
I think I’m going to
There’s not enough music in this post.