a burnished fall evening, many years ago

Oh joy.  Overtime begins again.

I marvel at the continual applauding of mediocrity.

Pumpkins pumpkins pumpkins.

I wish I could enjoy this October more.

Skullie.

Rend.

Like getting used to being poked with pins every few minutes.

Fueled by Diet Coke and sarcasm.

What is your fav-o-riiit collah?

But you have to be able to answer my questions.  I can’t help you if your only response is “I don’t know.”

Gloomy walk.

My fried brain hurts.

Extract. Pervert. Exact.

So very very busy.

Wind up toys and dinosaurs.

The road home.

Food!  I need food!

E-pitoh-ME!

Snort.  A wrath more hellacious than Satan himself!  Oh my hell.  That is the funniest shit I’ve seen all week.

Huh.  Another A+.  I freaking rock.

It’s not the same when you’re not around.  Stop being so busy.

Really shitty security cam photos, right?  Come on, tell the truth.

This is not the best chili I have ever made.  However, it will be salvaged by the best chocolate chip cookies I have ever made, for dessert.

Nothing is more comfortable than the top bunk.  Or so I’m told.

You are an odd little duck.

Head still hurty.

I don’t think that there should be federal matching grants for political campaigns.  Tax dollars should not be spent on campaigning period.  If politicians wan to run, they can run on what they raise.

I’m so very late.

I need to wear glasses, not contacts, tomorrow I think.

It was Miss Scarlet in the Conservatory with the wrench.

how should i know, why should i care?

Processing machine.

Cold and rainy.  Blustery.  Fall.

I miss Millennium.

Because.

There has been a distinct lack of Halloween in my fall.  This must be remedied.

Conferences.  Oh yay.

This office isn’t even like high school.  It’s like middle school.  It’s ridiculous.

Wouldn’t you like to see something strange?

Way to completely misinterpret what was said.  Nice.

What happened to “smarter not harder”?

I can’t handle the smell of peanut butter in the morning.

Bedlamite.

I wish I had one of those caramel apple thingers.

Do I want to try and walk in this madness?  Or should I just get some reading done for class?  I can’t decide!!!

I want to walk, but I’d better read.  Le sigh.

Oh brother.

Lunatic.

I can’t believe you didn’t put it in your carry on.  It should never have left your sight!!!

People of the world!  I know this will come as a shock to you, but Detroit is not, in fact, the only city in Michigan.

I was going to say something and have completely forgotten what it was.  I hate that.

Where is my phone?

This week is just one boot to the head after another.  I surrender already.

Maniac.

Down in.

I have a plan.

Why does it smell like berries in here?  It’s giving me a headache.

I really need an office.

Um.  How do you pull a muscle while you’re sleeping?

Kinda groovy.

An apple a day is delicious.

I’m getting tired of bologna.

We always keep them there.

Awoooo!

I don’t like my gloves.

I completely got the time wrong.

Very very.

I give it two severed thumbs up.

it makes me dizzy dizzy dizzy in my head

Happy Anniversary, Mister.  You’re the best husband ever.

Bumper sticker on my way to work: “Annoy a conservative, think for yourself” … If more people thought for themselves, there would be a lot more conservatives in this world.

Goodreads should have a negative star rating.

Direct democracy cannot work on a national level, there are simply too many people.  That’s why this is a republic with a representative democracy.

Why do people whistle?  Particularly people who are completely, tragically, tone deaf.

redress.

The trouble is.  the trouble is.  I don’t know what to

Lover.

Little pumpkins that taste like candy corn.  I don’t even like candy corn.

Your odd syllabic emphases are annoying.  And wrong.

That hug was just exactly what I needed.  Thank you.

Oooooh baby!  I miss babies.

Make up your MIND.  ARGH.

Mental.  Dangerously close to mental.

Sleepwalking.

My shoes are stinky.

I don’t want my lunch.  I’ll eat it.  But it’s not what I want.

I think the windows are closed and no one has turned on the AC.  Oh no!!!  It’s the Apocalypse and no one told me!

I don’t have fun stuff to share with you today.

So.

Honestly.

Oh crap.  Is that meeting today?  It’s going to suck.

This world needs more mad scientists.

Oh good.  Fewf! as Miss W would say.  No meeting today.

I get over there.  I look around.  And I don’t know where to start.  So I end up standing there thinking I shouldn’t even be there in the first place, she should, and it’s just messed up that she’s not.  And I just miss her.

Home.

Damn.  That is one seriously chirpy bird.

Like like like like like like like like.  Sigh.

Just go along.

Don’t let it kill you.

I might have missed it.

I have a photo to shoot.

You should have read the words.

He’s not the Big Blue Bug of social justice.