My previous self-destructive activities included smoking, drinking, and eating to excess. My current one is eating well and exercising.
I’ve never hated myself more.
ANGELA! LOOK!
Sabbatical.
Toodleoo.
“So now he used loud angry rock music as a replacement for real feelings, rather than as an expression of them, and he didn’t even mind very much. What good were real feelings anyway?”
— Nick Hornby, About a Boy
Pub toilets are always classy.
On politeness
Dear readers,
I thought you might like to know that today I gave up my seat on the train to the young lady stood next to me.
She smiled, thanked me, and then sat down, and I took her place standing in the aisle. She frowned slightly, and then beckoned me closer. I bent down, and she said, “Your flies are undone”.
Some women cannot take a hint.
Well, shucks
My weekend plans just got destroyed. Foo.
That means I’ll have free time on my hands, terrible, terrible free time, where my mind will not be distracted, and will linger on all those things I don’t want it to. And it will think. Thinking is bad.
Help distract me by asking and/or insulting.
I don't really know what's going on
But here’s the thing:
Sometimes, you don’t need to know the asshole’s side of the story.
(via Steelopus)
Good luck today, Mary.
You’re a fantastic person and an even better mother. You put Jayden ahead of everything else in your life, you make sacrifice after sacrifice, and I hope today is the day on which you are repaid for all of that.
I’ll be thinking about you two all day.
Yes, exactly this.
Yes.
Reality check 2:
The “professional” blog that hasn’t been updated in 6 months is also still getting more hits than this one.
Fun fact, fact fans: The boredom of writing in the dry voice I used on that blog is what originally drove me to start a tumblr - I needed somewhere I could be slightly less monotone.
