I’m sorry, but no. Alien is not a horror film.

I’ma retire Thursday Soundtrack. On account of nobody cares what I’m listening to anyway.

I think it’s unreasonable to expect people to dress business professional. I don’t own any business professional clothing. And I’m not going to buy any for one lousy event.

Not a band I normally listen to, but this is a surprisingly beautiful cover of the Sound of Silence.

These are pretty!

Wow. Dubya has his faults, sure. But worse than Stalin, Lenin, or Mao? It’s like these people have never even opened a history book.

Man alive. Netflix does not shy away from the violence in Daredevil at all.

I find it fascinating that there actually exists such a thing as a Fear of Death Scale.

This place is sucking all the nice out of me.

You can’t give out a letter without ID.

I’m sorry but Karen and Matthew are not a believable couple at all. He should have stuck with Claire. Also? I’m not terribly fond of the actress that plays Karen.

Either my insta posts suddenly suck, or the new algorithm is actually affecting my stream. That makes me sad.

it’s true

It was a weird drive in.

I can’t be held responsible for you not reading your email.

Thanks for being so awesome, Paypal. Fantastic customer service. I’m so happy to have my money back.

damn hell jentober hiatus seems like a good idea. Of course I never listen to myself.

Oh, right. Mother’s Day.

I’ve never been compared to tea before.

I think it’s funny when Bernie Sanders supporters are all “where is all the media coverage?” Everywhere I look I see nothing but Sanders and Trump. It’s like living a nightmare.

Wow, the system is like erosion today. As in “slower than.”

Who says higher education is a waste?

Oh yeah. That was when I fell off a mountain in Washington. Good times.

I wish Sarah would do more self portraits. I wish Red would shoot more in general. I wish I was a successful fundraiser.

I think it’s probably petty of me to be offended by that whole thing. But I am.

I’ll probably delete that paragraph.

If I don’t forget.

I seem bitter today. I need to change that.

A donut with sprinkles!

You never call, you never write.

I didn’t forget. I didn’t delete it entirely either. I just modified it.

This is not actually a very good donut.

If you look at the name George long enough it stops making sense.

Also, my birthday is in like a week …

See. I don’t know why I do that. Now I just feel like a lump.

You know what sucks the most about acne rosacea flareups? EVERYTHING.

Well. I’m awfully chatty today. Online anyway.

OMG! Look at those little bees!

I’ve worn this cami every day this week. Don’t judge me.

I will not be in attendance. And neither will you.

Yep.

Not loving the new layout of Libertarianism.org.

Wow. I need to take these bottles back to the store.

Y’all just make me tired.

Who knew there was such a thing as Terror Management Theory? Not me.

This wouldn’t be an issue if you didn’t make me change my password every 6 months.  I wish they’d be a little faster about resetting it. I kind of need to log into this damn database.  Wow. Just typing that sentence made it happen. I’m magical.

Magical. MAGICAL. M.A.G.I.C.A.L.

Someone think up something that can be a magical acronym for. Quick!

sammiches

Hmmmmmm. Read this horribly boring book for class or watch something on Netflix? It’s a tougher decision than you’d think.

Ummmm.              huh.

Aw. Poor Charlize Theron. So pretty. Your life must be so hard.

If I were that Karen chick I think I’d invest in some far more sensible shoes.

Aw man. Merle Haggard died.

Yeah, OK. That might be the coolest camera bag EVAR, but who the bleeding hell has that kind of money??

This would be a really good day for chili.

I named Merle the cat after Haggard, not that Walking Dead character. For the record.

She has Michigan hair. I think it only just occurred to me that Michigan is the only place I have ever seen that hair style.

Is this thing on?

Don’t you hate those days where you’re quite sure you’ve become invisible?

You’re never gonna send that post card, are you?

I’ll tell you one thing I’m not dead wrong about: Bernie Sanders.

Are you sure you’re not confusing the Johnson & Johnson baby with the Antichrist?

I’m kind of glad my class is canceled tomorrow.

I’m not at all sure what I think about this.

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First of all, there’s a hit song that is largely about talking to a girl on Snapchat. Secondly, it is stuck in my head. This world is kinda dumb.

This whole time, with this Presidential Scholar thing, I keep thinking that there’s probably someone who deserved it more than me.

“My thought has a voice and it burns my throat.”

You know. I just don’t like weddings.

Holy wow, stuff is heavy.

I’m reasonably certain that manual labor is not in my job description. Although it’s not like I couldn’t use the workout. Lord knows.

If you haven’t listened to this yet, stop depriving yourself.

I don’t actually find coloring particularly relaxing. And it tends to frustrate me because I always expect it to be more rewarding than it ever is.

This girl is more bad-ass than I’ll ever be.

I just don’t even understand LinkedIn. At all. And forget about searching for a job there.

“Meet the doll with nipples and a vagina.” Do I hafta??

Not only do I not know how to use that budgeting software, I don’t even have access to it.

I don’t want a headache today. Can someone please make it go away?

I’m such a slacker this morning. Yesterday wore me out.

“No wonder I’m trapped in a coffee version of a homeschooler as a stooge in our WOODS.” ~Jennifer Bot
“It’s so flipping time.” ~Jennifer Bot

Man I’m in a weird mood. Weeeird.

Yeah, I dunno. I think that just goes to show that I actually do know what I’m talking about.

Two two two mints in one except not at all.

I need to go find a sandwich.

Vincent D’Onofrio is looking pretty rough. Although he’s a perfect Kingpin. Wow.

“Waiting for one person to say ‘Hey, it seems that you maybe know your shit as politics go. Do you have any advice on who to vote for, or should I just go for whoever a bird flies up to?'”

Neat!

I find Ice Tea’s wife kind of terrifying.

Once again I find I have failed to find a photo.

Oops. Phone.

What is this 1 Country? I have absolutely no memory of liking that page.

Um. No. You’re a priest. You should know that he would make confession and you would take confession. Gah.

Shut up, basic facts are important in television shows.

For my fellow ‘Mats fans.

That whole honors luncheon thing is making me nervous. I don’t know anybody. I hope the food is more than just desserts.

Why yes, I am going to eat this tiny cookie.

OK, it’s entirely possible that I’m not even sure how many tiny cookies I just ate.

I never really thought that podcast thing was all that good to begin with.

You are not wrong. It’s a DILEMMA!

Donde esta la biblioteca?

Lost another follower on Instagram. Fine. I DON’T NEED YOU! Too many photos of me in the last 24 hours I suppose. Ha.

We should run away and join the circus. The CIRCUS OF AWESOME!!!

Ha. Right. I’m such an elitist now. With my brains and everything.

I hate that these damn modules are all locked so you can’t work ahead. It’s incredibly annoying. I have time to do the reading now. Let me do the reading now.

I don’t know how “you don’t like people” is really a diagnosis. I mean. Hell.

It’s looking grim for our heroine, kind readers. Grim indeed.

I need to go to bed and sleep for three years. Cept that’s ridiculous. Innit.

I would not have referred to myself as an anomaly.

Anomaly. Anonymous. Androgynous. Ambiguous. Ambidextrous. Asynchronous. Anachronous.

I’m only maybe one or two of those things.

But not one or tow.

I don’t even remember what I wrote in that thing.

I know the first thing I’m going to do after graduation. Well. Maybe the third or fourth thing. But somewhere in the top ten things. Finally make it through the A Line Skirt class on Craftsy so I can make some cute new skirts for myself.

Why is the floor all sticky?

These food things are too complicated. And also expensive.

I have no idea how to pronounce that.

Don’t dawdle!

Dawdle is such a weird word. I never even used that word before I had children.

Dawdle.

I’m always afraid to send a text to someone after they’ve involved me in a group text because I think that everyone who was in the group text will also get my text. Consider this a PSA against group texting. It causes me actual physical discomfort.

Shut up. I am not weird.

I’ve always hated the phrase “the creative process”. I also hate it when people refer to themselves as “a creative”. It’s not a noun.

I’m an anti-artist. I suppose. Or something.

The cat type ones are pretty cool. I can say that even though I hate cats.

Wait, what? Funeral strippers? That’s a thing?

Scattered.

I’d say it’s more like a Detroiter’s view of North America. Those of us on the west side of the state don’t give Detroit that much credit. Actually, we’re pretty sick of Detroit. But it’s funny anyway. The Up North part is pretty accurate though. As far as Michigan goes. Pretty much anything north of Big Rapids is “up north”.

Post an SP in an Ayn Rand t shirt, lose a follower. Ha. Maybe I should be surprised it was only one.

I’m love you anywya

Your coffee smells exactly like cat pee. I don’t know how you can even.

She said iterative.

Oh my God that’s Russell Crowe. I thought it was John Goodman.

My stomach is sad at you.

I would totally wear that sweater. Their kits are so spendy though.

I genuinely wish I had the time for something like this. I definitely have the land.

There’s something about What’s Eating Gilbert Grape. I love that movie. I loved the book, but this is one of those rare instances when the movie was better than the book. I don’t know. I love it.

I completely forgot I’m supposed to be practicing walking in those damn heels.

Oh how cool. I love how differently kids view the world. I was always handing a camera to Miss W wanting her to take pictures, which she’s never been super into. I just love that perspective though.

Wow.

She really does not like tables.

I’ve wasted entirely too much time on this decision.

Gaslit.

Came across this gem from 2011: “My overseas contingency operations have resulted in man caused disasters which aggravate my kinetic military action, thereby negating any headway on pulling any cars out of ditches. It’s just a shame my odyssey dawn will be forever marred by secession of seven of the states. I can only blame Bush.”

I have to figure out where to take my sorry arse for lunch now. That makes me sad.

Today is one of those days that I really miss smoking.

I don’t know what to tell you. You probably shouldn’t have waited until the deadline to make the request. Other people beat you to it. Suck it up. Move on. That’s life. Etc. So forth.

Really. An entire class could be taught on when it is and is not appropriate to REPLY ALL.

I was not supposed to be this busy today. I was supposed to be able to leave early today.

Wow, maybe I should post this Friday. Maybe it’ll have some substance if I post it Friday.

“The US was “founded” by brown men and women, eons before white men stumbled upon the country by mistake.” … I weep for our nation.

Ooooh!

This has been a profoundly bad day. That’s all there is to it.

Y’all just make me tired.

And I just realized I’m hungry.

Great. I’m hungry and tired. That’s never a good combination.

Oh my. The airs you put on for your public.

I really need to get on that pet snail thing.

Ha. I love the cover on the new issue of Reason.

I’m glad these lazy chickens are laying again. All it took was me buying a dozen eggs from the store.

“10 things to hate about Sanders’ economic policy” Only 10?

You’re all I got tonight.