Category Archives: RANDOM

there are worse things I could do

they just don't get it do they Rizzo?

When dating…

…is it really that ridiculous to expect to see someone more than once?

PS: Crazy thought but…. maybe I don’t want to be in a relationship with you? Maybe I’m not looking to wrap my female claws around you and never let you go. Relax, I don’t want to introduce you to my parents, my friends, or my extended family.  Just because I ask you about your family, doesn’t mean I want to meet them, it means I’m making conversation. Most people have families, it’s an easy topic.  I don’t even care if we never go out in daylight together. Ever stopped to think that maybe I want the same thing you do?  A good time, from time to time. You dig?

 

new year, new mistakes.

So I picked up the latest issue of GOOD Magazine I had lying around at home (if you don’t know what this magazine is, you need to familiarize yourself with it ASAP), and flipped to a random page, and the article below is what I found. Hell of a way to start the new year I’d say.

-essay and art by Mike Monteiro.

“Let’s make better mistakes tomorrow. Let’s scratch our heads and give up and wake up and try it again. Let’s fail at digging the well the first three times to get it right the fourth. Let’s build faster horses, and then strap rocket ships onto them. Let’s start a company, let’s watch it fail, and then let’s start another one.

Let’s be the boss. Let’s take the boss down. Let’s order too much of something just to see where our limits are. Let’s take a chance precisely because it might fail. Let’s take the hard way out. Let’s go to the moon. Fuck it; let’s go to the moon again. Let’s quit our jobs. Let’s work at being better at what we do by fucking up faster, not less. Let’s fuck up really fast. Let’s wrestle sharks, fight monsters, and disagree with the board. Continue reading

Dear Men, I don’t get you. Kisses, Jason

When it comes to relationships (or lack thereof) I’m very forward. If I like you, I like you. If  I don’t, well I might run and hide or any other number of similar acts, including but not limited to: crying in a corner if you come near me, ignoring you and/or blocking you on any social media outlet I might’ve followed, friended or added you.

Here’s what I wont do if I don’t like you, text you randomly throughout the day, text you telling you you’re pretty, tell you you’re pretty, tell you I want to see you again, kiss you, want to jump your bones, and smell your hair (which sounds weird, but I like it so stop judging me because you probably like something weird like  toe sucking.)

So umm, yeah. WTF?

Happy Stumbling

Gawd I love me some hours spent mindlessly stumbling. Gems from tonight’s sesh:

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I should have known…

I was the kind of person who would dress up my dog for Halloween.

I can only imagine what I’ll do to my kids once I have some. Might be best to avoid it and save them years of therapy.

These people should also reconsider having children.

Serendipity; not just for John Cusack

Do you believe in fate?

Not the kind of fate were your decisions have no bearing whatsoever on the outcome of your life (so  don’t sweat it cause your life  it was written for you by the gods long before you were born).

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One isn’t always the loneliest number

So, I’m a thinker. I don’t mean that in a grand way, I’m not Plato. What I mean is the second something enters into my head, small a thought as it may be, I’m going to mull the shit out of it until I’ve become completely and utterly obsessed with it. I blame my mother for this, (and yes, I do realize that there is an expiry date on blaming your faults on your parents however I feel this particular trait qualifies me for an exception).

I spent this summer obsessing. Obsessing over work. Obsessing over relationships, platonic and otherwise. Obsessing about the small, medium and big things.

I spent the beginning of Fall obsessing, about things much the same as before.

Context.

I recently went on vacation by myself (or maybe considering the above, from myself). This was new for me; as independent as I can be, before actually stepping on the plane I was apprehensive about it. I was scared that being alone for so long would only serve to heighten my overall loneliness (oh yeah I went there, I admitted that I’m lonely. I’m not immune to your couple-y happiness).

But it didn’t.

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Knock Knock…Who’s there?…Real life…Oh no, sorry I’m on vacation. You’ll have to wait.

True story.

 

click on me for a fun surprise.

“Vacation!
all I ever wanted
Vacation!
had to get away
Vacation!
meant to be spent alone”

-Wise words c/o the GoGos.

Wise words to live by…

enough is enough

Toothpaste CANNOT  be 3D.

Listen up Crest marketing team, just because things in 3D are cool right now, doesn’t mean everything in 3D is cool. WTF is 3D white?

"whoa it's like that toothpaste is right next to me"