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Brothers and sisters I bid you beware Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

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Five or six years ago, Fourth of July weekend, we had a really big storm. The power was out for three or four days. The morning after the storm, a Golden Retriever came trotting up our driveway. He had an invisible fence collar on. He showed no intention of leaving. He stayed with us for nearly a week while we tried in vain to find his people. Finally, a couple who had been dogsitting him came driving up calling “Charlie! Charlie!” He left with them and we went about our business.

Two weeks later Charlie was back. The dogsitting couple had not left us their names or locations, nor did they tell us where Charlie lived. We tried again to find his people, to no avail. And no one ever came looking for him again. Charlie was ours. And for the next few years he was a faithful companion to the Mister and to Miss W. He did have a tendency to wander off for adventure, but he always came back late that night or the next day. He was happy and he made us happy.

Charlie was a damn fine dog.

We lost Charlie this past Saturday to lymphoma. He went peacefully in his sleep. We’re very sad. But he’s buried with his old friend Coco, who died a little over a year ago. He has his favorite duck, and a stick for chewing. And we know he’s still looking over us, like all damn fine dogs do.

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Random Wednesday – Lone Star, Everything’s Bigger in Texas Edition

wm7337Have a fantastic day!!

This might work. This might be just the thing, actually.

This font is ridiculous.

fog rot

I keep typing San Antonion. Like onion.

anxiety anxiety anxiety. Someone should have told me this was a terrible idea.

I don’t need an iPad. Actually, as much as I love this thing, there are a few things about my Acer tablet that I like better. Maybe I’ll just eventually get a fancier droid tablet.

You know I’m twitchy about iProducts anyway.

Sooooooooo early.

Turbulence! Turbulence! Turbulence!

I’m sorry. I tried to stay awake for Cold War. I did! I can’t help it that I’ve become utterly narcoleptic!

I might actually be able to post Random from this iPad. Might be tricky, but it’s possible.

I am fairly certain that qualifies as cruel and unusual.

oh sure. I go to Texas and Michigan has all the super exciting weather. Tornado!

Although it looks like it might be a stormy day in San Antonio. We’ll see. I’d say I hope it doesn’t flood, but I was just told it doesn’t rain here, it floods.

I might be able to get this posted. I don’t think I’ll have any links for ya’ll today though.

This kind of tired just qualifies as ridiculous.

I’m not sure how we’re going to be able to pull off some of this time table.

I had no idea the Alamo was just right smack in the middle of the city. So weird. I really thought it was just sort of out in the country side somewhere. I did not get to tour it.

We’re in Texas and you want to go to the mall?? No. You are over ruled. We’re going to the Alamo, children. Suck it up and learn something.

ooph. dinner.

I can’t hear a word she’s saying.

Wait. She’s telling some kind of story about a chicken sandwich.

He is eating his bread with a fork.

She’s the evil ginger.

80s movie rich kid villain? Yeah. He even has the voice down. Is that something they breed into you??

I can’t hear a word anyone is saying.

What’s a penny loafer?!?!?

Where’s Bob?

I could fall asleep sitting here.

No, really. I had no idea this trip was going to be so exhausting. I’ll need a vacation after this.

How do you sit at a restaurant for nearly an hour before you even think about ordering?

For someone who is so awkward with people, I made delightful conversation with our alum.

Only the top of the

The Alamo is very beautiful. I could have spent the whole day there.

Pipe down you!

Oh, right. Sorry.

“So I had this chicken sandwich and I was all, damn! I love a good chicken sandwich! But then the bosses were all NO! You can’t have chicken sandwiches any more. And I got like 5,000 emails about chicken sandwiches.”

Yeah, when all you hear is “chicken sandwich” you have to make your own fun. I’m too tired to have much fun.

Really. Who eats bread with a fork?

Ugh. I sort of wish I’d just lugged the laptop down here. This would have been so much simpler.

Heavier. But simpler.

I miss home.

In all my time working at the University, nothing has ever made me feel older than taking this trip with a bunch of 19 and 20 year olds.

I don’t usually drink beer, but that was a good beer.

Such polite drivers in Texas. Merging has never been so easy. These people would never make it on Michigan roads.

I am most definitely not the corporate type. Even when it’s all hip IT fun house.

Especially when it’s all hip IT fun house.

Actually I’m getting hives just thinking about working in a hip IT fun house environment.

Dear Lord. That Lee Greenwood song as sung by the guy at the Memorial Day ceremony is stuck in my head. Make it stop.

Must. Bite. Tongue.

I was thinking that I need a list of rules that I just hand out to people. All people. These rules are beneficial to all people, everywhere.

Texans do not drive with their windows down.

Yay. More driving.

Top secret mechanical elephant.

Hello, Austin.

Texas does not like my hair.

Wait. How many dozen eggs was that?

I’m fairly certain I’ve never seen that much SPAM in my life.

The kind you eat.

How is my driving? I am 100!

I just got soap in my eye. Damn you, Austin!

Texas is making me fat.

WalMart! Nick Gillespie would be so proud. I should have taken a photo.

Dude. You’re gettin’ a Dell.

Who is moving their last American factory over seas.

This Strengths Finder business is too much for me. How is this not all shit people already know?

I am ridiculously tired.

First ever visit to Whole Foods. That is a whole other universe I will likely never return to. It helps that we don’t have them.

That episode of Portlandia? With the chicken and the whole life story of the chicken and visiting the farm before they eat the chicken? Yeah. That’s Whole Foods.

That is a lot of bats. Damn.

Don’t Texans believe in surface roads?

I’m feeling very anxious today.

Kindergarten graduation brawl. Classy.

I should find some breakfast.

Navigating the old fashioned way. Whee!

Microbial cysts??

I can hear you now!

No, wait, no I can’t.

This bed seems oddly square.

Man, I love Tony Stark. I always forget how horrifying Mickey Rourke is these days.

He introduced them in the wrong order.

I can’t keep track of the time. I wasn’t even sure what day it was for a second.

Best. French toast. EVER.

Homework. Man. I shouldn’t have homework. I’m not even taking this class.

That bottle of water is too far away.

I wish I had some M&Ms right now.

I don’t know if this is Texas sized. It’s actually been really hard to take notes.

Oh! I have notes I haven’t typed yet!

I really don’t know how Michiganders can move here. We’re not built for this heat.

19.6% of Michigan workers are represented by unions compared to only 5.6% of Texas workers.

Security!

I really thought this would be more interesting.

Stop saying “Right?”

Oh those are cool! I should get some for the classrooms.

Free stuff!

But you’re moving your last manufacturing plant to Singapore. My capitalist brain is in conflict with my Patriot soul.

The Austin Chronicle does not like Republicans.

The people at the Capitol gave me a cool sticker.

Tiny Texas flags! I’ve been looking all over for these! Yay!

They didn’t have any tiny Gonzales flags, which would have been very cool.

I was kind of hoping I’d run into Rick Perry at the Capitol, not gonna lie.

I want to work for SHIELD. That would be a cool job. I don’t even need to be a super hero. I’m totally useful.

At this juncture.

Maybe I’ll run into George W at the airport.

My dear, you are a pretty mess.

The Zero Tolerance Project.

There’s an awful lot of Zero Tolerance in this tolerance preachy world.

NCIS I’ve never seen on hotel cable!

Thunder storm!

I don’t even like raisin bran.

Another 3 hours in the car. Oy.

We better have the right van group for a drive that long.

All this air conditioning just makes everything feel damp.

Damn. I forgot what I was going to say.

Oh so that’s where the Squirrel Report got its name.

I’m not so sure about Beaver Nuggets. That’s probably some kind of blasphemy or something.

I’m so tired. So very tired.

How far away is the giant statue of Sam Houston, and can I go there?

I touched a moon rock! I touched a moon rock! I touched a rock that came all the way from the moon!!

Shut up. I can be emotional about space. I said I got choked up, I didn’t say I actually cried.

Well, hello, Jason Statham.

Giant Sam Houston!!

Prison inmates do some damn fine wood working.

Now that is a damn good looking law man.

Wow, home tomorrow! This week has been soooooo packed with STUFF it just flew.

Crazy.

I love Texas.

I couldn’t live here, my body is built for Michigan weather. This place would kill me dead.

I feel like I might be repeating myself.

I bet when I get off the plane I’ll be all “DAMN! It’s freezing here!” and it’ll be like 70 degrees or something.

Germs, people!

The plane is hurling ice pellets at me. What is wrong with this thing?

I’m home now, but it’s Wednesday, so I’ma keep going with this thing.

Man. I go to Texas and Matt Smith quits? What the hell??

I think my leg is falling asleep.

What the hell happened to gas while I was gone? $4.09???

OK, that’s about as much working from home I can do today.

Editing the Texas photos seems daunting right now.

What the hell is this American Community Survey bullshit?

This is going to be the cutest skirt ever.

Piles of mail and laundry. Ooph.

Oh, good. Gas is now $4.30 a gallon. WTEF???

I’m going to have to buy a motor cycle so I can afford to get to work. Jeebus.

I’m really going to need a Stetson.

I should eat some lunch. I don’t know what to eat for lunch.

Wait. Did I actually lose weight in Texas?

Three hours later, I still have not managed to secure food.

Oh good. Can’t wait to put out the fires that have erupted while I was gone.

I suppose I could just eat these M&Ms.

Yeah, no, that’s just a bad idea.

Huh. I could totally go to bed right now.

I’ve said totally a lot today. A sure sign of my tiredness level.

It is too cold to swim. You can’t swim in Michigan until at least July. Most years, anyway.

Damn. My sensor is a might dusty.

Might? I wonder where that expression comes from.

Seriously, James Marsters. Stop doing that to your hair. It’s icky.

Wouldja?

I’m a good hearted woman, don’tcha know?

Wipe all evidence from the iPad!

I can’t remember what I was going to say.

I oughta go to bed.

Ya’ll come back now, ya hear?

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The San Jacinto Monument is 12 Feet Taller than the Washington Monument

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In case you missed it, because you’re not connected with me on Facebook or haven’t been paying attention to my blathering about travel or something, (although I suppose I never specified here where I was going), I spent the last 9 days in Texas for work. (I love my job) I got to meet 3 of my internet friends in person, which was absolutely wonderful. (Yay, Internet!) I did a lot of volunteer work. I saw some pretty fantastic stuff. I got to go to NASA, you guys! All in all, an exhausting, but phenomenal experience.

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Random Wednesday

wm6213Try this at home.

I can’t believe I

Oh, you’re so broken right now!

I might actually wear a bikini if it was this one. Maybe.

The heat might be too much for me.

Ooooh! Nice!

I’m pretty sure I’ve been off work more than on this May. And I am so totally OK with that.

The problem with most concealed carry bags is that they’re hideous. And the ones that I would actually rock, I can’t afford. Lame.

I’m about to sell the two of you to the gypsies for a bag of gold.

This is both devastating and beautiful.

Oh good. Now I have to find a new dishwasher for the office.

Generalissimo Franco is still dead.

“Hey buddy, what are you doing with my meat?”

I don’t know that Angelina’s situation really qualifies as a “health crisis” or makes her a “survivor”. Come on.

How to Be Less Scary in the Workplace

I want to go to the Johnny Cash museum.

Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!

Man. I think I need to quit the photog business if *that* is what people are paying for these days.

Maybe I can send a formal letter annulling my relationship to specific people in the family. A gentle disowning, if you will.

Wow. That was straight up crazy pants. WTF.

I am so frustrated, I just don’t even have the words.

rain rain rain rain rain

there’s no time to second guess it

Moisturize me!

This is not my best day ever.

I’m reading this book set in a place called Baron Hollow and I keep reading it as Barton.

Cat naps are just not doing the trick.

It’s so humid in here. I kind of wish we could turn the AC off.

Mostly I’m always wishing we could turn the AC off.

I dunno. Maybe it’s me. I don’t think it’s funny. I look at it and tilt my head, say “huh,” and click away.

I bet Miss W would eat more corn if we had these.

The only good thing about today is this fantastic rain storm.

Yes, I will do it a week ago, which I told you I did already.

haven’t listened in a while

It isn’t “accidental racism.” You’re just assigning meaning to something that isn’t there because you want to believe it’s racist.

Aw yeah.

Beautiful. Well.

That’s just spectacularly bad timing.

“Food for thought: There is no redemption in burnt toast.”

I wish I was somewhere I could sit with a cuppa and just stare out the window and listen to the downpour.

And likely fall asleep, because I can’t seem to stay awake if I sit still lately.

This just made me laugh. I think the Pink Pistols started in the Mitten.

Do we really need to have the Your/You’re talk again?

Temperature drop!

Hee!

Aw, I want it, cos it’s so cute.

And also I get cold all the time.

la la la

um. Huh.

I can’t believe you made me watch that. I am actually horrified.

I’ll just continue my cold war campaign of polite indifference, I think.

Mermaids???

Good piece from Nick Gillespie. I like the word “redaction.” I don’t approve of the act, in most cases.

I had not heard this version before. I LOVE it. The video is so fun!

Well. That makes me feel like I belong to some cool genetic club or something.

I still haven’t bought my Chris Isaak ticket. I still have not convinced myself that it might be OK to spend that money.

Boy, Instagram sure is pretty on an iPad.

Exterminate!

OK OK OK  Enough Doctor Who references for one week. Shut up.

Yeah, I had no idea who Chris Hardwick was.

Wow, when I die, I want my grave to look like this.

I very much dislike that perfume you wear. But it would be rude to say so, I suppose. It’s much easier when I can say “Hey! Your cologne gives me a migraine. Please stop wearing it.” People respect that shit. They don’t care so much if you just find something unpleasant.

I had to unsubscribe from you, I’m sorry.

It’s nice and cool this evening. But the rain stopped.

That’s an awfully long time to go without knitting.

I have completed the Visitor’s Safety Orientation.

undead undead undead

Don’t give up, lovey. You’re a better mom than most of us.

Except that I actually LOVE The Time Traveler’s Wife. But I haven’t read any of the other ones, and yes, I agree that enough already.

Now that makes perfect sense!

OK, I lied, but come ON! Seriously.

I need Shelli’s dress.

Extended daylight hours confuse my internal clock. I am perpetually losing track of time in the summer.

I think I just became one of those travelers who makes lists before she packs. Dear Lord, how did that happen???

Baby turkeys make the cutest noises. I always type “turkerys” first.

Hell’s Bells. My computer just went all insane and I had to reboot and it removed ALL of the line breaks from Random.

I may or may not have briefly considered just posting it that way …

“OK OK OK  Enough Doctor Who references for one week. Shut up. Yeah, I had no idea who Chris Hardwick was. Wow, when I die, I want my grave to look like this. I very much dislike that perfume you wear. But it would be rude to say so, I suppose. It’s much easier when I can say “Hey! Your cologne gives me a migraine. Please stop wearing it.” People respect that shit. They d”

You’re welcome.

Cursed mosquitoes!!!!!!!

Cursed goat!!!!!!!

Whatever. I thought it was funny. Who doesn’t love a little political tree humor, I ask you?

I am not at liberty to confirm, nor deny. Good day.

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you know how awkward i am around humans

wm6403I shot this for 634 miles for May, but am not including it in that post. But I liked it, so I’m sharing it here.
that post will be up sometime this week.

I’m going to be traveling next week and part of the following week, so Random may be delayed. We’ll see. But I’m going to be meeting some of my internet friends while I’m away and I’m very excited about that, and also very nervous, because – social skills + jentober = 0. People have been assuring me that I am mistaken, and not awkward at all. My problem is that I just completely lack the ability to make small talk, which is actually an important step in starting a conversation. Honestly, it’s not unlike Ron Swanson. You know when Ann is trying to get him to talk and he’s all brief and direct and eventually says “Oh, are you still here?” I am a woman of few words. In person anyway.

However, once you get me going, I can assure you, I’m pretty fun. No really. I’m hilarious. I’m pretty sure there are at least two people who will testify to thoroughly enjoying my company.

But this is the plus to social media. I wrote a lengthy lament on the negatives of social media yesterday, that I don’t think I’ll end up posting. Which might be a shame, because it’s good, and I criticize myself along with it, which keeps it honest.

At any rate. I love to travel. Even though I won’t sleep much the whole time, and I’ll miss the Compound terribly, I’ll have a good time. (And take entirely too many pictures.)

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Random Wednesday

wm6244“You are occupying the space of somebody who might actually like me, so you have to go.”

I have terrible posture.

This woman is just gorgeous.

I might have used an eensy bit too much cinnamon.

I’ve watched the Millennium series many times – all three seasons. But reading this Lance Henriksen book now, I realize just how little I ever remember of season 3. I think shows like the Killing and the Following are pretty heavily influenced by that first season of Millennium (which was pretty damn brilliant).

Aw!

Unlawful Possession of Certain Ammunition Feeding Devices

In Michigan, a tornado can occur any month of the year. Scary stuff.

Mad Libs aren’t nearly as much fun by yourself.

Hmmm.  I’m thinking probably not so much. Also I’m not really a fan of Jonathan Rhys Meyers. (I actually really enjoyed Dracula 2000 as well)

Yeah, it’s hilarious.

Well. Never mind then.

The first thing I noticed were the framed photos of Che on the wall.

I just don’t care for Sam Rockwell. I’ve probably mentioned this.

Aw, I want to see this!

So … if 24 is only back for 12 episodes … can’t really be 24, can it?

Fornicating Under Consent of the King

soooooooooo beautiful. I love her work. Nicola Taylor.

We all know how I feel about the term YOLO, but this is cute.

Man. I REALLY do not understand hippies.

I’m making that finger pointy “ha ha!” Simpsons laugh.

Poor liberals.

I don’t have an opinion on Angelina Jolie’s boobs. Her boobs are her bidness.

What the hell is a tickter?

OK, I’ve been to Queensland, and had I known they had spiders that big before I went, I would never have left the states. Yeesh! I never saw a spider like that the whole time I was in Australia.

If you say words with ism over and over they all stop making sensism.

So. Who’s buyin’ me an iPad? … Anyone? OK, how about a ticket to Chris Isaak in July?

Mmmmmm pumpkin spice tea.

Ohh! I should make some pumpkin bread!

Springtime on the Compound.

Sad day. They’re cutting down the 200 year old oak in front of my office. To be fair, it did just lose a gigantic branch that could have killed someone. But still. It’s sad.

Seems like Ellis’ shunning should be louder by now.

Why was the cat in the bag in the first place? Who puts cats in bags? Unless you plan to drown them. In which case someone oughta put you in a bag. Meanhead.

no matter how you

This trip may include less free time than I thought.

Why don’t they ever tell me when someone is going to be walking around on the damn roof?

This is just the tiniest bit terrifying.

Sometimes it’s not a duckface. Sometimes someone is making a kissy face. You have to make distinctions.

i want all the

Apparently it’s giganomous cinnamon roll day.

Wait, remind me who was in Dead River Drag?

I never had that album.

So many questions. So many questions.

What? What?! What.

Don’t let me forget to go to the UPS store.

I don’t know. I don’t think you can legitimately use the name Cletus in literature and not lose at least some degree of gravity.

I’ve read some of the books on your “books that will change your life” list, and I have to disagree.

We can only hope it will be better than True Blood.

Hey birthers? Not helping. Let the administration bury themselves.

I don’t understand your title. “Michigan for Our America Initiative”. That makes no sense to me. Also it’s just hard to say.

Also I can’t hear Initiative in that context without my brain going directly to Buffy.

No really. For serious. Pay me.

Austin is like some weird worm hole deposited anomaly or something. How does a place like that even happen?

Oh. Yeah, that makes sense – Willie Nelson.

Did I say that already?

It’s practically a tome.

I kind of love this. I do.

I’m not even kidding when I say that more often than not these days, I can’t tell whether it’s news or it’s satire.

I am a robot making pancakes.

Hey! You can take your caps lock and go on home, mister!

that’s me in the

Can one leave Google +?

You know how awkward I can be with humans.

Hey! Send me new music for my trip! I need stuff to listen to. That’s a long way.

Shh. I’ll tell ya latah.

Huh. Well that doesn’t seem quite right. It’s probably an earwig or something. Or a mosquito. Because OH MY GOD THE MOSQUITOES.

Nope, lots of free time. We’re good. Woo hoo!

What if I

audit audio audible audition auditorium

Aaaaaaargh. I can never remember how stupid iTunes works. Zune was so much user friendlier.

Yeah, I’m not good with math either. That’s why my job isn’t math.

I think people generally have the wrong idea. Stoppit.

hey. yeah. now i’m just cranky.

I know a surprising number of people in Texas. Don’t mess with me.

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wm6303sigh.

Well, really, what does Obama have to lose by slamming conservatives every chance he gets? It’s not like he has an election at stake.

I wonder if they hate this song now.

These are so beautiful.

Holy wow! Want!

Remember that episode of Highlander when the bad guy was Roland Gift?

I would like a shooting coach.

Can I do Random from the road? That’d be a good one. But not terribly practical. And I don’t know if I’ll have a laptop with me. Hmm. I might have to take notes and type it all up upon my return.

Unless I don’t end up going because that kind of crap happens all the time, in which case, it’s moot.

Moot.

moooooooooot.

Dr. Pepper Icee. I didn’t even know there was such a thing.

Lance Henriksen. I love you. That man drops the f-bomb more than I do. And that’s saying something.

My pal, Marko? With the book I told you to read? Just signed a big book deal. So now you REALLY have to read it. And also tell him kudos, cos that is some seriously awesome bidness.

I just remembered I have Thursday and Friday off! Sweet!

The only thing on my ballot was the millage renewal. Of course I voted NO! Of course it will pass anyway. Bastards.

Miss W is giving me crap about saying “wouldja?” You’d think she wasn’t born and raised in Michigan. Sheesh.

Huh. I have to say I really didn’t think Sanford was going to win that.

Stop calling it a “mini-sesh”. Right now.

I don’t know. When I hear “women of punk,” Kate Bush doesn’t really ever come to mind.

I’m a little dubious of this guy. Maybe more than a little.

I need to figure out this bee thing.

I love these.

It’s the first thing that I thought of.

Head.

Shut it. Or I’ll shoot you with my pencil gun. pew! pew! pew!

Heh

It’s his company and he can say and do what he wants. What people should perhaps be more upset about is that despite his feelings being very much public, business is still booming.

Also, I’m kinda all “who cares?” about it. I mean. It’s Abercrombie zombie.

I should turn the Benghazi hearings off. That’s what I should do. It just pisses me off.

I would like a bow.

See? “Request to renew 0.4 mill levy for operations for four years. Yes: 11,747; No: 4,499.” Bastards.

Wow. Suddenly incredibly sleepy.

The cowboy is my very favorite.

I kind of love this too, but there is too much Crazy Pants Cruise. (And some of them aren’t done very well.)

I need a document scanner.

Yes, as long as you stand there.

pew!

Hmmmm

Yep. iPad it is. I’m starting to get excited. I hope this doesn’t get canceled on me.

Thunder!

Five minutes of rain? Really?

I would so be a kick ass White House photographer.

This is great and all, and yay for all the “how do you get a bikini body? put a bikini on it” positive thinkin’ motivational speechifyin’ going around, but is it really going to get me on a beach in a bikini? No. It really isn’t.

How did I miss the fact that Willie Nelson is in town tonight?

That’s why he lives alone. On an island. In a cave.

Interesting. But I still just don’t love it like I wanted to.

I dunno. Maybe it’ll grow on me.

I really wish James Marsters would stop doing whatever that is to his hair.

This book is really good so far. You should totally read it. I’m sorry it sat in my to read stack for as long as it did. Although there’s a typo in Max Brooks’ blurb at the beginning.

I just don’t care for Wil Wheaton at all.

Link happy.

I really kind of have a pretty great job. I might hate it sometimes, but, as jobs go? My bosses are fantastic and they love me. Almost all of my coworkers love me, and they’re good people. My students love me, and they’re the best. Yeah. It has its days, but they’re outweighed.

Of course, I wish I could stay home and be mom. Or. WHITE HOUSE PHOTOGRAPHER. Cos I’d kick ass at that. Could someone tell the next pres that please? Rand Paul or whoever. No Dems, please.

This chair is uncomfortable.

Shit. I was supposed to stop at the UPS store.

It sounds like aliens screaming. Or that voice of the bugs when Oogie Boogie falls apart.

It’s getting chilly manamana

Smashing Pumpkins. I saw them once. I haven’t listened to them in years. That bassist chick’s dad used to work with my dad. No, I never met her. Whatsername? Darcy. Darcy? Darcy.

“Pick up the book nearest to you. Turn to page 45. The first sentence explains your love life.”      “Ultimately, Henriksen’s time in the military did nothing to change the direction of his life.”     Hmmmmm.

a handful of stars

I dropped that crazy class. No time! No time, I tell you!

I should have learned more languages.

I should have finished school the first time.

That’s all the time I have for should haves.

Now it’s time for … I don’t know. I forgot what I was going to say.

I’ll just go knit the TARDIS now.

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