Person A: What is your favorite western?
Person B: Back to the Future 3
This conversation happened within a conversation I had recently. Thank you Cassandra.
The thunderstorm was so bad last night, like lighting up and cracking at the same moment outside my window, that I felt like a terrible mom and let Syrus back into the house. I texted my sister and asked her to let him out before work (you know, 430 am). Needless to say, I got a text back. And I quote, ‘I tried, but he had already shit on the coats”.
For the past three days I’ve had to clean up Syrus poop 4 times. Needless to say, back to crate training. This happens everytime we move. He’s a revenge pooper. And he won’t shut the hell up! It’s 1 am. If he wakes up my sister(who wakes up at 430 am for work) I will probably turn him into a rug.
Apparently I can’t watch House beacause I’ll have a mini panic attack. Her leg itches? Oh my God, my leg itches!! need. paper. bag. -begin wheezing-
Thoughts swirl Stop. Rearrange. Hopeless Grasping at green straws Too many to choose Wait. Focus. You’ve made the decision Why reconsider? No matter End is known from beginning Debate not Your dreams are vivid (More so than your memory) Stop. Rearrange. Mistakes Your heart remembers As should you Learn. Grow. Helpless Keep this up It won’t crash again Again and again Wait....
The more history I learn, the more the world fills up with stories. Just the...– Sarah Vowell, Partly Cloudy Patriot (via ceallaigh) One of my favorite quotes from Sarah. (via vela) six degrees of separation. I will never escape the Starbucks gods.
What if they did?!
Today I saw a decal that had people on horseback. Underneath it said “ponies rule!”
I got soap in my eye in the shower today not once, but twice, three times a lady (with soap in her eye).