My 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.
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 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.
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.