why is it so easy to hurt your wrist? It’s such an integral part of your life you would think it would be more difficult.
Either my husband or myself is slowly going insane. I’m not sure which yet.
I loved Scott Pilgrim VS the World!
We ran into these girls at Trader Joes this weekend. At first I thought perhaps they were in a play or a musical and stopped in on the way to dress rehearsal. Maybe Annie, or Les Miserables.
(I saw this with an abscessed tooth..Uhg..there is a memory for you.)
After surreptitiously staring at the for awhile, and then smelling them I realized that no, this ways something else. I do not know what. Really, you must enlarge and look at the details of their ensembles to appreciate the oddness. The one girls spent a large amount of time scratching her head.
Oh look! It’s my sisters boob!
I hope someone somewhere has taken a picture of me and posted it on their blog. Perhaps the peopleofwalmart.
Sometimes I start creating intricate scenarios in my head. Sometimes they go for a few minutes and then slip away. Sometimes they go for months. Right now I’m working on what the world will be like after Facebook takes over the world. No more email, no more texting (there’s an app for that) no more newspaper, no more craigslist. I’ve been working on this one for a couple of days, but I think it’s fizzling out without becoming concrete enough to type out. Did you ever see Demolition Man? The whole restaurant wars? Yeah…like that.
I have run out of steam.