Pu-pu-pu-pu-Puuuuutin is still kinda funny though.
I’m having a really hard time with this stupid thing.
Was Twin Peaks just an elaborate exploration of David Lynch’s search for meaning and spiritual truth?
It’s Rory’s voice. It changed. I don’t like it. Yeah, I don’t like A Year in the Life after all.
There is nothing to like about raccoons.
If I had said what she just said in as public a forum as she did, I’d be labeled a racist and probably fired.
I’m just desperately trying to find a way out. That’s all.
One’s German, one’s French.
I love this.
Sorry, but no. And I don’t feel bad about it either.
Oh good. Yet another jerk who thinks it’s totally OK to just walk into my cube just because! Dude. I have met you one fucking time. I don’t know you. Stay out of my office.
I don’t know. Seems to me that if you’re so against prostitution, this would be the dream alternative. Don’t want men buying sex from women? Give them robots. How is this a problem??
Well there’s something we can agree on. With the law of averages it was bound to happen sooner or later.
Literally none of this shit makes any sense to me.
Lucifer is a nicer fellow, in comparison.
Not a single morning this week has gone according to plan. Not a one.
The Jennifers are not interchangeable.
I’ve decided that the term “middle of nowhere” is offensive, particularly to the people who live there. Clearly it is somewhere. Stop being so dismissive of rural communities. Ruralists.
I will never stop celebrating Halloween. Never. NEVER!
Evidently I got red paint on my travel mug too.
Why does it smell like garlic in here?
If I close my eyes for just a second too long right now, I will absolutely fall asleep at my desk.
Look at that. Look at it.
Maybe I’ll post late. So I can add more. So sleepy.
I don’t think the Supernatural parodies are that funny. I wanted to. But I just don’t.
My sinuses feel like the Sahara.
I can’t tell you what
I do so appreciate the tea.
The oatmeal raisin cookie always starts out tasting good, but by the time you’ve finished it, it’s been entirely too much sugar. And possibly butter.
I can’t stop yawning.