I just …

Oh yay. More 4H frustration. Wonderful. Why does no one in this organization ever just tell you what you need to know in order to do ANYTHING? Even when you ask questions, it’s like pulling teeth to get the correct information. I am so aggravated right now.

oooooh-kaaaaay

I REALLY don’t like Jason Ritter. I just don’t.

No, I’m sorry, you don’t keep a friendly deposition. Proofread your cover letter? What?

Aw, I love the Totoro and Haku hoodies.

COMMAND v vs. CONTROL v learning curve.

Typing with a keyboard cover is weird and hard to get used to. I can’t tell

There have only been 4 seasons of the Walking Dead? It seems like so much more.

Hmmmmm

Yes! A win for MI CPL holders.

Ewwwww! Why??

‘”you are so much more interesting than the inside of my head” – neil gaiman over dinner, giving me possibly the best compliment I’ve ever received from any man, while trying to explain why he hasn’t gotten any work done over the past five years.’ Thanks a million, Amanda Palmer. Bitch.

Although. That is an incredibly incredible thing to say to the woman you love. Swoonable for sure. But still.

Nobody reads my Thursday Soundtrack posts. I’m pretty sure people only come here for Random Wednesday.

“Jesus wants you to get it amputated.”

Since when do you need the hard drive to recover the emails?

Spoliated. That’s a new word for me. I like it. It’s like ‘sploded.

I just didn’t think the Lego movie lived up to the ridiculous amount of hype.

“One of my sons wants to be a photographer. I said to him, “Why do you want to rob the bank when it’s already been burgled?” There’s no livelihood there.” YES.

I keep hoping billionairism is like a virus and you can catch it.

I just don’t like Chinese food.

I’m going to have such a headache.

It should rain. It should.

Oh Lord. Battle Creek is a special special place. You think it’s all Raisin Brand and Corn Flakes in the Cereal City, but it’s really just a side show waiting to happen.

Gah. I love them all. Swoonable.

That’s my word of the day, apparently.

Allegedly.

Swoonable.

Ack! The cute!

Utilikilt!

I didn’t even bother to try to do anything with my hair today. So. Much. Humidity. I am a ball of frizz. It’s not pretty.

“A True Patriot! Congratulations! You passed the test. You possess a superior knowledge of important historical events in America. If there was a medal for knowing the answers to these questions you would definitely deserve it.”

Scary fucked up hillbilly. Yes. But still totally hot. Sorry. At least he’s not a felon.

I don’t know about you, but I thank all the gods above and below every damn day that we have government to save us, save us brothers and sisters! from the menacing influence of rampant free libraries and the tyrannical demon children who reign over them! Hallelujah!

That is an excellent plan! You are a genius.

What are the odds?

I have no focus today. I used it all up yesterday. I was so focused yesterday I didn’t even take a lunch break.

The glass is there for a reason.

I think you hold a different view on that if you’re not actually a Yooper.

Today’s stuck in my head track: lit up. lit up. lit up. lit up alright. with your bad blood. ARGH. help.

Achoo!

“Common sense is aloof to some. I agree with you 110%.” Common sense. So uppity.

Wait. So – Curses to Political Correctness! Except for when I offend someone??? Sigh. Whatever, Gary Oldman.

The problem with finally deciding that I no longer wish to make a living as a photographer, (unless my ultimate dream job of White House Photographer was offered to me, in which case I’d be on the next flight to the hell pit of DC), is that I have no idea what I want to do with the rest of my life. Or, I do, I want to stay home with the sprogs, but I can’t. So job wise. I don’t have a clue.

mmmmmmmGlazedDonutmmmmmmm

I wish I was on a road trip too. I love road trips.

I really don’t like Chinese food.

Ah yeah. There’s the headache. Also I’m starving.

I’m still probably not going to read the Hunger Games books. I’m not sure how I’m going to get out of reading Life of Pi.

Why is my Diet Coke named Bree?

I could really use a nap.

Looking at the monitor for this machine while moving the mouse for the other machine and trying to figure out where the cursor is. Who here needs more sleep? Anyone?

This calls for a bendy straw.

That cat has a death wish. THE SCREEN IS NOT FOR CLIMBING!

Must. Not. Buy. The. Rocker.

I hate putting frames together. The glass. Ugh. I can never get it clean enough.

Maybe that’s a sign. Maybe I should chop off my hair.

Dammit! I always forget picture wire! Always!

People cut grapes in half? That’s a thing?

You are getting verrrrrrrry sleeeeepy.

No really.

What is that beeping?

Achoo!

I love you in the summer, Breathe Right Strips. I just love you.

Neither is the ceiling.

Dioramas just generally creep me out is all I’m saying.

Tummy Time just pisses babies off.

4H should just not be this aggravating.

I would love to see this exhibit. It’s a shame it’s in Vermont. And Nebraska.

I wish I had learned to sew as a youngin’. I would have really liked that.

OK, I actually really like the song, but the video made me nauseous. Sorry.

Oh good. It’s earwig season. Hurray.

Come on rain! rain rain rain rain rain. You can do it!

This is hilarious and true.

“I don’t like lobster. I like walls.”

You wouldn’t store pots in the stove though. You’d store them on it. Or in the oven. The stove is what’s on top.

Silly things like that bother me.

Does anyone else think that Dave Brat and Eric Cantor look like they could be brothers?

“Let’s be clear though – the government buys a lot more prostitutes than I think you or I do.” Ha!

Someone should explain to the writers at Bust that the word trend does not mean what they think it means.

“Who the fuck is bell hooks?” “I don’t know. I didn’t take women’s studies in college.” Werd.

Who raised these women? Oh wait, never mind. I know.

What a name. I wonder if they chose him on purpose just on account of that name.

My building has carpenter ants. My building is not made of wood. Bugs are so perplexing.

Hmmm. I think I need to check this out.

Expendables 3? I couldn’t even make it through Expendables 2.

Yes.

I kind of love this. Every once in a while I’ll break out a disposable camera just for fun. And while I keep saying I need to shoot some film I just never do. I like how they specifically mention not being distracted from the moment by reviewing the photos.

I should start prefacing everything I say and do with “Trigger Warning”. Maybe eventually people would start to see how flipping absurd it is.

lotion. basket.

Buy some eggs, yo.

Bill Murray is pretty cool.

Tactical Action Committee. Sounds so much cooler than it actually is.

It’s aw, people. Not AWE. There is no E unless you are actually feeling awe. There may be some instances where you are, indeed, feeling awe. Gazing at my incredibly beautiful children, for example. But most of the time when you’re awwwwing on the interwebs? You’re not AWE-ing on the internet. So stoppit.

There were TEN seasons of MI5?? I saw the first two, I think. I loved that show.

OMG Buffy Funkos! Soooo cute! I need the Hush Funko. NEED. And also Spike. And also all of them. Because duh.

I need to figure out my lunch situation.

i wanna go back and die at the drive in …

I dislike book previews or “read the first chapter!” situations. Please keep them to yourself.

I always wanted to publish my own zine back in the day. But never did.

I wish my MacBook Pro would get here. Now that I know I’m getting one, I’m all excited.

Blargh. I hate interviewing people. I hate it. Conducting job interviews is a special kind of torture for introverts.

BAN ALL THE THINGS!!!!!!!1!

“It bothers me when people I like like other people I would never like.” YES.

She doesn’t give a shit about proper grammar, but she’ll walk around with her nose in the air and pretend she’s better than the rest of us.

Perfection.

I like that she’s doing a series for Reason. But Reason. For Christ’s sake! PROOFREAD. I’m totally serious about being available for that particular gig. Please. Just. Please.

Stop dragon my heart around …

“Everyone’s got a fucking trauma boo-boo, and we’re all expected to kiss the damn thing.” YES.

Speaking of trigger warnings …

Oreos. You are so delicious. Stop tempting me with your delicious deliciousness. Stop I say!

I need to take the kidlets to St. Ignace.

What’s with all the boob storage talk lately?

Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy is this office so bloody cold??

Why is Facebook advertising itself on Facebook?

It’s just too bad the giraffe didn’t malfunction in a Skynet kind of evil robot way and smoosh him like a bug. Wait, what? Did I think that out loud?

I like tacos.

Whelp. It’s not a van down by the river.

Curse you, internet! I never knew there was so much stuff I wanted before you came along.

Stop blinking at me weather icon!

Ugh. This lime scented dish soap is not a good smell.

It’s the Rice Krispie Treats. They’re like crack.

You know what musta happened?

Wow. Three. So many!

I might have sprained something on that one.

Stop dragon mah

Kind of metaphorical or something probably.

I should have worn pants today. It’s too chilly for this skirt.

I wish I had some M&Ms.

Wow!

I think I’ve come to the conclusion that I only really like Matthew Sweet when I hear the occasional song accidentally. I can’t just listen to that Girlfriend album all the way through any more, and I can’t put those songs in regular rotation.

Th Qaeda and tou

“Why haven’t I heard the baby yet? Is he OK? I hope he’s OK. Did he wake up last night? I can’t remember. Oh no. What if I go in there and… oh, there he is. He’s screaming now. I wish he’d sleep a little longer.”

There is so much wrong with this whole thing: “The network also ordered Girlfriend Intervention, a racial twist on Bravo’s classic Queer Eye for the Straight Guy, about “four wise, poised and stylish African American women, who, in each episode, help a white sister seeking a complete makeover to restore her confidence and inner glow.”

I don’t think I would call human trafficking a “social justice” issue. A human rights issue, yes.

I don’t want to get a new ID. I like this ID photo.

But what if I don’t wanna walk down to Electric Avenue and then take it higher?

little runaway child

Tori Amos needs a glasses intervention.

I wish someone would put on a comicon in Kalamazoo. They could call it Kalama-Con.

OK, I’m getting REALLY excited about Constantine. Also Outlander. I can’t wait.

I love the Goldwater supporter, the rain on the window, and the guy in the trenchcoat on his belly on the beach.

Firm Moxie. Fighting Resolve. The Empowerment to Push. The Means to Hold. Sincere Backbone. Solemn Gumption. Breathing Leadership. Living Sense.  Fearless Spine. Courageous Grit. Dauntless Temerity. The Mettle to Fight. Patriotic Moxie.

Ha I read the Confidence to Steer as the Confidence to Sneer. hahahaha

Oh this is so fun.

I’m not liking this Pandora station as much as I did yesterday. It’s bringing up conflicting nostalgia-s.

I really wish I’d worn pants today.

Kalamazoo Promise expands its offer for FREE college and people still find a reason to bitch about how it’s not good enough. So typical.

I wish I had some M&Ms.

We should adopt a Marine dog. Maybe it’ll keep Walter in line.

So yeah, MacBook Pro.

God, I hate the Eagles. I hate the Eagles as much as I hate Jimmy Buffet. And I really fucking hate Jimmy Buffet.

Fascinating

Rock you like a

Oh here we go again. If I’m on lunch, I’m not bloody here. Come on, people.

My abs are not amazing. Shouldn’t my abs be amazing by now? Stupid yoga ball not also being magic.

When is season two of Arrow going to be on Netflix? I need my superhero soap opera fix.

I don’t think anyone got my “cool glove” reference.

it must be

“He likes to play curmudgeon on the internet.”

Um. Libertarians are not opposed to charitable acts. They’re opposed to forcing others to be “charitable”.

Also I’ve said charity so many times in my head in the last couple of minutes it doesn’t sound like a real word any more.

“No one wants fat illiterate kids who do drugs.”

!!!!

Jesus, stop with the “Mony Mony”. It wasn’t even close to Idol’s best song ever. Not even close.

OMG I just died.

Louise Brooks giving Helena Bonham Carter hair care tips. Yes. That’s exactly it.

Please. Do people actually feel sorry for the Clintons? Really?

I wish I had some M&Ms.

I wish that she would come back. I love these photographs. I go back and look at them every so often.

I don’t understand how some blogs have huge followings. Like huge. And mine does not. Specially since mine is so much cooler than some of those others. Just yeah. Stuff.

“That’s not ‘fuck-all’, it’s EVERYTHING on Wednesdays.”

Foxes are bold, man. Bold.

Flyng. First Edition!

Outdoor survival class. Cool.

“You have a Batman costume, I have Melissa Manchester.” Can’t really argue with that logic.

Yeah, I don’t really drink beer.

rain rain rain i love the rain

Ugh. Richard Dreyfus? Really Parenthood? Ugh ugh ugh.

I hate it when it’s muggy.

Remind me to go to the lab.

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…………………………..

Huh. Don Johnson is aging really well.

Beautiful.

Hell’s Bells! I REALLY need to dye my hairs.

Could someone pump up my yoga ball for me please?

I love these.

Oops. Forgot to turn that scan back on.

i think they’re on to me

I did not know you could still get latch hook kits. Crazy.

This is so awesome. The look on that baby’s face while he’s eating is hysterical. I like this dad.

Prince is starting to look like a middle aged house wife from the 70s. Someone help him.

I’m torn. Not exactly the view I take of women and geekery in the far future … Also I have to take exception to Neko’s Leia wig with the Trek uni.

Why didn’t I know about Parenthood? I loved the movie. Now I love the show. Also, Bonnie Bedelia’s hair in this first season is making me want to cut my hair again and just go with the fro. The Mister did say “embrace the frizz” …

nothing you can do

Sheesh! Constantine isn’t starting until almost the end of October.

Honestly. How can you not understand this?

Awwwww!

Yoga ball chair is almost a go. I just don’t know what the hell these two parts are for …

This is such a stupid shirt. La Breda’s cats are offended.

Huh. I thought Mads Mikkelsen was Norsk.

Absolutely stunning.

OK, honestly, what would make you think that a PowerPoint presentation would actually qualify as an honors thesis?

Good God.

Oh that’s what those parts are for! That makes sense.

Oh, but I guess I still don’t know what those are for.

My abs are gonna be awesome. Also my posture. My posture really needs this kick in the ass. This chair is maybe an inch too short. Damn. Oh well, you’re only supposed to sit on it for 30ish minutes at a time anyway.

bouncy bouncy bouncy bouncy bouncy

Huh. I didn’t even know we had a women’s rugby team.

it takes an ocean not to

I’m very tired and very distractable today.

I let my tea sit a tiny bit too long. Damn.

Hmmm … to MacBook Pro or not to MacBook Pro.

It’s a little chilly today.

I should make cupcakes. I haven’t brought a baked good in to work in months.

i won’t

It was arbitrary. I arbitrarily chose them. Because arbitration or something. Albatross.

Oops. Forgot to turn that scan back on again.

Yeah, I guess I really only like the one song from that “country” band.

Huh. Apparently I missed two seasons of Fringe.

It’s the beard guy.

The NRA is not wrong. You asshats who insist on open carrying rifles need to stop. Staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahp.

I was thinking about knitting, but I’m afraid I’ll just fall asleep.

Sweet Jesus on a breadstick.

Magical John Dudley

I never could wear those jelly shoes. They hurt my feet.

Stop saying hubby. Just stop. I’m totally serious about this.

all we’ve gotta do is

I’m not fooling to get any sleep Toni ghost.

Ooooh! The Tick is almost all paid off!

Then I can turn around and buy a new car all over again. That excitement was short lived.

Awww, I love Ellen.

Jesus, it’s like standardized testing for babies.

Boop.

buzz buzz

Spongestorm Squaremageddonpants

Beep.

you’re the only thing i ever

OK, that’s hilarious.

Bloop.

Stormageddon contemplates The Law.

Calexico was made for dancing babies around living rooms. That is a fact.

This is appalling.

Lorelai Gilmore. Hmm. Yeah, I can see that. That’s a weird way to spell Lorelei though.

a minute in the

Maybe I shouldn’t buy another Jeep. Maybe I need something slightly larger.

Man I love my Jeep.

I’m going to have to get new cushions for those chairs.

I should take a nap.

This summer is not going to be kind to my hair.

Guineas are loud.

I hate cleaning the bathrooms.

I only have a few days left. SOB!!!

ARGGGHHHHHHHHHHH

I think stepping on a plug lying on the floor is probably more painful than stepping on legos. You cannot change my mind about this.

Is it time for lunch yet?

Yoga ball chair. Yes. Must order.

I need one of those jobs that I can do from my house.

“Rain will start in 81 minutes.” Wow. That’s really specific.

No staff meetings for June either? OK.

trudging slowly

Yes, he is a dick. But he’s fantastic live, and it’s a great song.

Separate the art from the artist. You have to.

Gosh. I’d like to help you, but …

Some necessary tools acquired. Skirts to be made!

ARGH! Why are you such a pain in the ass?

Sheesh. The temperature difference between yesterday and today makes today almost seem chilly.

This is an excellent read. “Elliot Rodger didn’t become a killer because he was a misogynist; he became a misogynist because he was a killer. Just like Eric Harris didn’t become a killer because he loved violent video games; he loved violent video games because he was a killer. Just like Adam Lanza didn’t become a killer because he loved guns; he loved guns because he was a killer.” Exactly.

I love you, Reese’s Pieces.

And I love you, Harry Dresden.

Um. I don’t know why you’re claiming you can’t reach me. I replied to your email three days ago.

this is the coastal town

That was the shortest nap ever, Stormageddon. Sheesh.

Miss W needs to get an iPod so she’ll stop taking my iPhone. Or I need a fancy iPod. I don’t much care which, as long as it has front and back cameras.

Bad Temperor

I need to get back off that habit.

I wish I could learn crap through osmosis for reals. It would save soooooooooo much time.

A whole week long day camp about making things out of duct tape?? That. Is. Awesome. Who wants to donate to the cause?

I keep saying I need to bust out the film camera and I keep not doing it. My heart just isn’t in it any more. It’s just not the same when you’re not actually in the dark room any more.

I miss being in the dark room all day. I really do.

Ha!

come armageddon, come

I need a snack. I have no idea what to have for a snack.

This is all true except I’ve never heard anyone say buggy instead of shopping cart, and I would argue that we do not sound like we’re from Chicago. Chicagoans sound totally different to my ears. However the description of the pronunciations in that section is accurate.

Wow, my glasses are super dirty.

My Google is not broken.

Hipsta Camera. Yeah, I caved.

bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeah

My eyes are sleepy eyes.

Brush yo teeth.

Come back tomorrow.

It’s not firefly season yet.

Yet.

Ha!

I’ve decided I need it.

Because some animals are more equal than others.

I dunno. That’s kind of a grody park.

I can’t believe my leave is almost over. sob. I don’t want to go back! I don’t want to go back!

Faeries with little bitey teeth.

Stupid pants.

I make no apologies.

Stop taking your rifles into restaurants to prove your point. You’re not helping. You’re just making an ass of yourself, making us look bad, and unnecessarily scaring people. Who the hell needs to open carry a flipping AR-15 ever anyway? Just because you can do something, doesn’t mean you should do something.

Oops, combined emails again. Slow it down, jentober.

I’ve never really been a fan.

Is there another filibuster happening? I love a good filibuster.

I usually read balaclava as baklava first. It’s very confusing. No one wants Greek honeyed pastry on their head. Well. Probably.

Yup. Those are some cute beagles.

18% is kind of a lot.

Sciaticaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!

Lots of fun stuff here. I’m in love with the rooster skellie.

That tea kettle belongs in my house. But not for $60.00. That’s just nuts.

Stupid weather. It’s either freezing or roasting. I need a median here, people!

When do I ever not want pizza?

This is really neat.

hmmm. I tend to avoid the alcohol gels most of the time precisely because I don’t want to encourage antibacterial resistant bacteria. Banning crap is almost always unnecessary though. More nanny statism.

Who cares? Heart sucks anyway.

I love you, Reese’s Pieces.

I need to restock the birthday card stash.

You love them. You know you do.

Ugh. I’m at a loss for a knitting project.

Ugh. My needle broke in the middle of the project I was working on.

Ugh. UGH.

I love Skippyjon Jones. That cat is hi-larious.

New York or San Francisco? I think I’d rather avoid both states, thanks. Way too much government. Waaay too much.

I haven’t touched my thesis in ages. I’m a terrible student.

Teddible. Teddible.

I hate knitting limbo. So very much.

It’s reached sauna levels.

Genius.

Howdy Doody, right?

So. Much. Sweat.

Wow, I haven’t been to ebay in a while. It took me way too long to find the change your password page. What the hell?

Stalkerazi. For reals.

Infactuated?

Stop me oh oh oh stop me …