I waited over a year to get these Bose headphones I really wanted because I have a nice set of Koss headphones but I finally broke down and omg they are so nice why did I waste all this time? Don’t get me wrong, the Koss are nice, excellent sound quality and all that but they are so heavy and pinchy that I couldn’t wear them for more than an hour without getting headaches. These new ones are barely there and still sound amazing. Sometimes material things are really worth it.
I picked the apartment that has the back door opening right to the playground. I expected to just open the door and let my son out to play and that part works out wonderfully. What I didn’t factor in was the stupid neighbor kids coming onto our porch to play with his stuff all day long. GO AWAY *throws rocks*
“I want to be skinny again!” I cry as I eat chocolate almond butter right out of the jar.
I just started writing a post about how beauty and attraction changes with how well you know somebody, but I just can’t find the right words.
I’ve just noticed recently that I rarely find people instantly attractive and that it usually takes some time (the amount is different for every person) of me talking to them or just observing them that I suddenly see them as beautiful. Rarely does it go the other way, where they become subjectively more ugly, though it happens occasionally. I guess I do try to see the good in every person despite my cynicism and my brain translates it into more physical beauty. Very odd. Do you find your appreciation of people’s physical features changes with time?
oh I hope this doesn’t affect your income!
Sigh. It will. He’ll be put on worker’s comp, which will cut down his income a bit, plus he can’t do the extra work he’s been doing and on top of that I can’t work because Alex can’t do a whole lot by himself.
For those wondering, Alex was asked to do something during work which he hasn’t done in over a decade (jumping off a 7 foot stand onto the teeter board) and he managed to rip his calf muscle doing that. According to an orthopedic doctor, it means at least 8 weeks off work, which is a freaking long time if you’re a professional athlete.
Yeah, fun times. I try not to believe in bad luck or bad omens, but it really seems like odd leg injuries are the go-to injury at the moment - a horse fell and will be off work for three months, my puppy fell off the bed and limped horribly for a few days, a teenaged girl from Matvey’s school dislocated her knee dancing around … this shit better pass by quickly.
Shatner’s “Has Been” album is my jam, and I’m not being the least bit ironic. It’s so great. I’m still alive, but my husband has injured his leg so I haven’t had much down time. Will report in more detail later.
Woke up in a shitty mood. Don’t want to go to work. Want to stay home and listen to David Bowie all day. Completely unrelated - what’s a must-see/do in Philly?
Finally started watching Avatar and holy shit, it’s one of the best cartoons EVER made, in my opinion. Why isn’t it more popular?
I’m debating going back to work. Everybody is saying that the next five weeks will be the best of the whole run, and if people are really pulling in as much money as they say, I could make enough to pay off almost all of my debt. It’s tempting, but I’ll be a walking zombie :/
I wish tums would come in just …calcium flavor. As in, without any flavoring. I like that chalky taste.
On a related note, how many tums is too many and what happens when you overdose? Because I’m pretty sure I’m on my way there.
I got my son some Moon Dough and lemme just say one thing:
Moon Dough »» Play Doh
It’s not even funny how much more I like the stuff. It’s DRY, it feels so light and weird, did I mention it’s dry and NOT sticky? It’s some kind of miracle material.
Yes of course I still play with Play Doh, what are you saying…
So I’m totally still here, on my butt. Ok, but listen! There’s logic to my laziness! Here’s my thought process - I’ve been sitting here for like half an hour, during which my dog has been sleeping. Last time he was out was an hour ago. So I can’t leave now, because it takes me 40 minutes to get to the store and then I want to spend at least a few hours there. So I better take the dog for a walk before I leave so he’ll sleep again and won’t have to go out. But if I do that, I might not have time to go to the store, because it’ll be too late. Or I could go to the music store down the road, because I want to buy a keyboard, and *then* walk the dog and go to the circus to watch the show. Or Or OR OR OR and so my thoughts and reasoning go round and round on the little brain cup ride and in the end I do nothing and waste all my time. ARGHGH. Oh, but the puppy just woke up and is looking at me expectantly, so I better get my ass in gear. Later, taters.
I got up after only about five hours of sleep without meaning to because my dog wouldn’t stop licking his ASS and it annoyed me awake. I decided to go to the circus early and watch the horses practice because hey, I was up anyway, and I’ve been on the move since then and felt fine, but now I sat down for just a minute to look up directions to the book store and all of a sudden I am sooooo tired, gah. I need to get moving again before I pass out.