It's simple...shit really does stink but everything doesn't have to. I just wanna enjoy the things in life that appeal to the senses and use every remaining joule of energy to laugh my a$$ off at life's little stinkies!
Shit stinks. Period.
even if she looks like a truck. ricky be knowing.
LMFAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ricky FTW!
(Source: devoureth)
This is an AMAZING ARTICLE!!!! I know not all of you are apt to click through and read a whole article from Psychology Today, but I HOPE YOU DO!!!!! ”The world is not black and white. It is grey.” And the story of how the brain can’t tell the difference between what is real and what is imagined, which is how Einstein fell in love with his wife and Walt Disney built a UNIVERSE of his imagination…. SOOOOOOO GOOOOOOD!!!!!
I wish I could write in a fancy cursive script without my hand cramping or it turning out to look like a hodgepodge of a class of fifth grader’s cursive writing assignments. Wouldn’t that be cool? Sigh…for now i’ll stick to print…
-Being excited about your tax return
-Finally getting to live alone
-Waiting to start your internship that you hope will lead away from a life of posting on the 99% Tumblr
-An upcoming hotel sexcation
-Getting to drink after being on antibiotics
-Waiting for a new computer/iPad/smart…
As I search frantically, deep within my office escritoire, I fumble upon the notion that I have not one free chick-fil-a coupon left. Dammit!
Skipped dinner last night. Went to bed at a decent time. Was suddenly awakened by nothing (okay, maybe the sun) without my alarm this morning. I felt well rested. Work has been peaceful today. Received half off on my lunch. I suppose that I should consider deviating from routine more often. Yep.
Lotus flowers seed and bloom at the same time. In essence- they are born and reproducing at the same time. So, they are the principles of CAUSE and EFFECT in one flower, simultaneously influencing life.
So, being in my presence while releasing a less than acceptable vibe is NOT the way to get the splendid reaction that one may have hoped for. I become uptight and stiff-necked with agony because instead of losing it, it would be proper to just remain within a chosen realm of silence. So that’s what I do, sulk in the temporary misery of one’s annoying and unwanted company.
