February 2012
18 posts
1 tag
Him: Yeah, I’m used to having it big. Me: You would.. in the ass. Me: You left yourself wide open for that one. Him: Well, you’d know all about that, wouldn’t you.
Our obviously super witty conversation in regards to us having to replace his monitor with our TV. (It died this morning, RIP.)
We have a special relationship.
So, I’m trying to save up money, and naturally I have a dream about buying nothing but a bunch worthless shit.
You’re not very nice sometimes, brain.
On another note, Zach’s mom brought me home pulled pork sammiches.
Instant happy.
So. I taught myself how to make square knots today, thanks to this awesome guide. And now I’m making a hemp bracelet.
And I feel pretty awesome for it. This is the year I do things.
WIGGLE YOUR TUMBLR NAME(S) AROUND. →
diarrheaheartfailure:
idginator:
doctorscience:
pleg:
beesmygod:
rendigo:
heliainahandbasket:
tbandido:
amischiefofmice:
cornerof5thandvermouth:
superkianagalaxy:
musicalsharpie:
UP CHARISMA LIES
YA! PARASEXUAL KING.
ODORANT FRENCH VERMOUTH
I COMMIE FISH-FACE
My full irl name comes out to be WARM TO RECTAL CHOICE
HIS DEATHLIKE BANANA
IGNORED
:<
Beasmygod’s...
My computer is a fucking cock bag.
Works fine, pages and images close/collapse immediately when I hit ‘close’. Looking at some NSFW picture (typically a naked chick, as it seems to go.) Hear Zach’s mom walking around near my room (she likes to pop in and chat.)
Everything slows down to a screeching halt when I try to close/collapse the image.
Fuck you, computer. You just like...
There is nothing I want more than to sleep right now, but I’m all aches and stomach acid and aaaaaagh it’s not happening. = ~=
There are so many things that simply don’t need to be posted to facebook. :|
I fucking LOVE it when our cat is so passed out that she becomes completely floppy and pose-able.
Aagh, so cute. When she woke up, we gave her a kitty treat just for being so fucking cute.
Welp. Tonight is one of those nights were I feel like shit for no reason.
I just spent a full 5 or so hours cleaning today. Blisters, blisters everywhere. It was amazing, though. We’re done with the house. We just need to take the trash to the dump and recycle the other stuff and we are DONE done. Feels good man.
January 2012
27 posts
http://www.dump.com/2012/01/27/fascinating-to-watch-turning-and-lathe-basics-video/
Man, I love stuff like this.
Well that was dumb.Post picture of self on internet. Same boring face shot as usual. Felt stupid and awkward and took it town, like I do with every same boring face shot.
FA is so. Fucking. Slow. :| Jesus.
Weird singing moment; matching a note in a song at roughly the same volume and feeling like I’m not making any sound at all.
Makes me feel physically strange when that happens, like I was just muted and only air was coming out.
Also, the internet is good at making me remember that the tattoo on my arm needs to be replaced pretty badly.
It’s so fucking hard to figure out what I want, though. But this poorly inked fish needs to go. I keep thinking something lion related, but I don’t think I could attractively fit something like that on my forearm.
Bleh.
The internet is a pro at making me hungry as fuck.
Just found this band through a base jumping video. Thank god for the internet.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P0AO8vHL1gY http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m7U-2S2BYlM
Sometimes after washing my face, I rub it because it’s super smooth. Then I feel like I have to wash my face again.
It’s a vicious cycle.
Terrible Skyrim hobby of mine;
Snipe butterflies and dragonflies from the air. I’m a bad person.
I have a useless ability:
I can make some fucking awesome water droplet sounds with my mouth.
I can’t help but wonder how many people make the ‘arrow to the knee’ joke, but have never played the game.
On that note, in a single post on facebook this morning, ‘awkward moment when’ and ‘arrow to the knee’ were both mentioned.. by people I never expected it from.
I don’t know how I feel.
Went to make some dinner. Realized I wasn’t really hungry, ended up cleaning the kitchen instead.
I dreamed that I sang Adele’s Rolling in the Deep last night. Apparently Zach heard the song in his own dreams.
The weird bit is that our room is silent when we go to bed, no radios or whatever. Neat.
http://www.wimp.com/livescontainer/
December 2011
19 posts
One of our kitties escaped tonight. Thankfully I was at the door when it happened, and she gets bored really quick, lol.
She ran off into the neighbor’s yard, flopped down and waited for me to come pet her after the fun little game of keep away, then purred in my arms the whole way back.
Honestly, come spring time, I think I’m going to invest in a leash+harness for her. I bet...
Just not feeling it tonight. It’s funny how inspiration can come and go like that.
It’s so fucking adorable when our cat picks things she’s playing with up in her mouth and carries them across the room.
This post is completely pointless, but I wanted to share.
