God, I love Engplay!
Rent – Will I?
WHY STATS WHY?!
Anyways, this came on to my itunes just as I saw it on tumblr 🙂
Talking to a drunk person was like talking to an extremely happy, severely brain-damaged three-year-old.
I was going to blog about wind out but instead I wrote poetry.
The worst part is when sidewalk cracks are out-of-sync with your natural stride.
Me: Anita, want to see my organic homework?
Anita: Why, is there something special?
Me: No, look I’m drawing…
Anita: Aliens! Are those aliens?!
Anita: I think aliens suits it better.
There was no snow yesterday.
Anyways, this sums up my opinion on the weather in a single photo set of sneers and snow.
Anita: What’s a word for provincial government?
Adam: Provincial government.
Anita: That’s a word?
Adam: That’s two words.
I don’t get this slang at all.
I think I may be growing up.
waldeinsamkeit: (German) The feeling of being alone in the woods.