Sometimes I just

Never never never stamp these documents.

I don’t know how to play chess.

The cops marching out in step all lined up.

The guys lined up at the bar with their cigars.

Drummers all in a line.

Yes, but when is Star Trek Discovery airing??? I’m dying.

bees bees bees bees bees bees bees bees bees bees bees bees

Um. That’s not really something I keep in stock …

I am probably working right now. Sure.

I need to visit this place!

I feel lucky to know them.

walk walk walk walk walk walk walk walk walk walk

But I didn’t post.

It’s so cute!

Now my thoughts have a Scottish accent. It’s kinda nice, eh?

But I almost always vote no.

on repeat.

Oh.

I don’t feel like Josie deserved that much of a tribute.

Did you get a donut?

I wish I enjoyed running.

Now I have ink all over my hands.

ba-gawk

So. Much. Scanning.

I need to take a walk.

I don’t have to government.

I’m partial to #3.

I knew I shouldn’t have caved into that stupid shawl pattern. ARGH.

I never understand this party.

Sorry, but no.

It’s that point of the year when the semester has ended and my brain has slipped into a semi-coma. I have nothing much to say at all.

Just at the noo.

I never watched the final season of Sons of Anarchy. I’m trying to decide if I want to.

I want one of those hairless cats. Because they’re all sinister looking, plus no cat hair all over everything.

But mostly I still don’t like cats. Nope, not even yours.

I’m learning all about keeping the bees.

Maybe the bangs make me look a little younger.

Thus spoke. Thus spake. Potato. Potahto.

I DON’T not love you anymore.

I need to use the next staycation to try and get that wallpaper down. SIGH.

I wish the unicorn still talked.

I really don’t want to do grad school. I really don’t. But I feel like I have to.

I hate it when I can’t tell if someone is actually spam or not.

Also something.

I cannot believe it took me two whole days to realize that this was a gift to me and not part of this pile of Medallion books.

Probably I’ll just eat more eggs.

It’s definitely time to go up north. I hope we get to go to Empire this year.

I’m always vaguely put off by actors who suddenly discover art. Actors who were artists before they acted don’t bother me a’tall.

Wait, who are you?

Man, I went through that thing three times and still missed that line. Dammit!

I need to kick myself in the ass. Because I need to get off my ass. And I need to do these things I’ve been thinking about doing for who even knows how long.

I KNOW THIS TOO.

I would have a yard sale if I could stand having yard sales. People who come to our yard sales are bitchy. They’re always telling you “you’re doing this wrong.”

Don’t you roof pig me.

surrender, surrender