October 2010
Am I the only one who can’t see the Shit My Kids Ruined photos without clicking to their homepage? It used to show images in my Dashboard and RSS feed and now they’re gone, but I get multiple posts for every entry.
Was that a deliberate decision?
Laying in bed and reading a book is greater than or equal to going to bed and sleeping. This is what I tell myself instead of just closing my eyes and going to sleep already.
Truthful Tuesday
I’m extremely protective of things that I like (if you don’t think Arrested Development is funny or smart, I’ll bust out a six hour dissertation on the genius of the writing - you don’t have to like it, but the scripting is genius) but I have a hard time forcing myself to try things that other people suggest. Tonight we watched The Adventures of Baron Munchausen and it was...
The Bay of Shae: Truthful Tuesday →
pennynickels:
Occasionally, I see post around here about people feeling less than good about their bodies, or wishing they had more confidence or a willingness to accept themselves.
I have a different problem.
I think I look fan-fucking-tastic all the time. I’ll look in a mirror and think…
I don’t necessarily feel “pretty” but I’m thinking that I’m A-OK...
Rachel's XXXStitches & ramblings: Truthful Tuesday →
rachelkristin:
I’m not scared of death, but I really like my life & don’t wanna go dying anytime soon. I’m terrified of the WAY I’ll die. I’m convinced that I’ll die horrifically, in some freak car accident, or be brutally tortured & murdered. This probably has a lot to do with the insane amount of friends I’ve…
Me too! That’s why I’m not afraid of rollercoasters - if...
Have you ever seen 2 weird looking people who have a really adorable kid? Like, in some way all the weird traits lined up to make the kid actually really cute? And maybe that kid has some of those odd features, too, but they just work for him? But you know in your heart that it was a million to one mash-up of the genetics and that if that same couple has other kids they’re all going to be...
I’m tired but not sleepy. There’s a distinct difference. Alarm will go off in less than 5 hours and I have to be immediately up n’ at ‘em for a 5k charity walk. So I’m laying here in bed, breaking all the “get to sleep” rules. Playing with electronics, watching TV, and giggling as kitty does flips all across the bed playing with his rattly toy because...
I’m thankful for having enough money to go to out instead of making breakfast tomorrow because right now I am so overwhelmed that preparing breakfast could easily tip the scales and I would have a complete meltdown.
Although, it’s 1:30am on Friday and I just realized that my car registration was due on Wednesday. sigh I’ll just be over in this corner sobbing quietly to myself.
Truthful Tuesday
I have to watch what I say about enjoying my life around some of my “friends” because they’ve chosen to marry assholes instead of decent human beings and they’re not the type to be happy for anyone else. Also, in 90% of the cases, the jerks are women (meaning my friend is the unhappy husband). And in 100% of the cases I warned them not to marry that jerk.
It actually is...
