Happiness must be grown in one’s own garden.– Mary Engelbreit (via iwanttocatchastar)
Dear girls who want big boobs,
pretty sure you just want MEDIUM boobs. because you’d hate life if you had big ones. just sayin.
It’s a characteristic of wisdom not to do desperate things.– Henry David Thoreau
i just voted for the coolest thing in Denver:
ANYONE employed in the geographic boundaries of Denver (full time, part time, or temporary) will earn one hour of PAID sick and safe time for every thirty hours worked, limited to seventy two hours a year to use for anything from illness to domestic violence needs to preventative care. THAT, my friends, is cool.
i’m singing on the Flobots new album next week. still don’t know how to feel about that.
PANERA WAS OUT OF BREAD BOWLS
on the first snow of the year. not acceptable.
“You got a prescription for medicinal marijuana? Well what’s wrong...– 50/50 trailer
I prefer boys in books to boys in real life
Never love anybody who treats you like you’re ordinary.– Oscar Wilde (via fieldsofheather)
I.... I have to clean my room now...
ran-away: I guess…. I guess I have to go now…. uh… wish me luck?
internal conversation with myself.
me: okay, ROOM CLEANING!
5 minutes later and a trash bag has been brought into my room
me: *humming along to motivational cleaning music*
brain: nope, this is hopeless. it's boring and there are better things to do.
me: yeah but I have to clean my room, it's messy.
brain: oh look yearbook!.
me: that's where it got to.
spends 45 minuutes reading yearbook --
me: back to cleaning.
brain: it can be done another day. YouTube calls.
me: good choice!
lets just say... I've given up cleaning for today. Tomorrow! (and now that its online I have to keep that promise)
craving a biggo Coke in a bad way
i never drink sodas…this is weird.
it's supposed to rain today.
but all that’s happening is brilliant sunshine and ridiculous wind.
it's pretty today.
pretty windy. i no longer have a phone. some homeless people teamed up and stole it. now i have to buy a new one. i think i’m going to eat a whole foods pizza, and then go get coffee and read and surf the web for THE REST OF THE DAY until work tonight.
short shift at work.
i can do this. i can make it.
I would like to sit here for the rest of the night and watch Mad Men on my computer and eat baba ganoush with cucumber, but instead, I’m going to get cute and go to work. still maintaining gratefulness for my job, though, so I’m totally cool with it. I’ll fit in an episode of the office instead. also, one of my best friends is playing a set at my work tonight, so...
i have things to do today. i should probably do them.
fall rain gets my attention and whispers what it’s been trying to tell me for a while now: you aren’t ready, and that’s a beautiful thing. soak me in and understand without pain. it’s a gift. now that she’s got me, she tells me that story, makes me relive the dark moments for glory later on. later on from this moment. and all i’m to do right now and...
I COULD SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP...