Dear person sitting next to me: taking your shoes off is an invitation for me to do the same. Luckily for you, I don’t have smelly feet.
November 4th, 2010
Two engine failures = two hours sitting on a plane. Being moved to another aircraft with all our baggage cause it refuses to work. #broootal
November 4th, 2010
Is it just me, or is it endearing to see old ladies drinking chocolate milk out of a carton with a straw?
November 4th, 2010
Je voudrais acheter des préservatifs, et j’ai besoin de quelque chose pour la diarrhée. #practicing
November 3rd, 2010
Seagull
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Watched an old crush get married today.
There wasn’t a hint of pretentiousness in her face. She was never posing, never reserved. Atop a simple wedding dress — which she once told me her mom was saving for her to be married in one day — she wore the taught smile that always scrunched up her cheeks.
Ten years later, and she still has the same hair: short, sandy, with curls parted in the middle. She was one of those people who did all her growing in high-school. By the time I met her, she was already the person she was going to be for the rest of her life.
And that was okay, cause she was already great.
On adopting a second cat
- Me: I’ll probably get another cat when I get back. Not before January though.
- John: NOO.
- Me: Why not?
- John: Cause then you’ll be a crazy cat person.
- Me: Three would be borderline for a single person, four would be definite. But I’ll only have two anyway.
- John: Why do you want another?
- Me: It’s not like I have anyone in my life right now. Cats fill that void. They make good company.
- Me: Okay, maybe I’m already a crazy cat person.
- John: I’m glad you’ve started listening to yourself when you talk.
Wondering If putting peanut butter and jam on ciabatta bread is like putting ketchup on steak.
November 1st, 2010