I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me
Until I have at LEAST one entire chapter finished. I’m kind of curious to see how long I can last.
Although I guess I should outline some rules:
-Google Maps is allowed
-Bill paying and bank account monitoring are allowed
-no Facebook
-no Tumblr
-no shopping
-e-mail once a week
-starts Sunday June 13th at 12:00 AM
I’m torn on whether or not using dictionary.com should be allowed or not. Hmmm…
(via thechocolatebrigade)
Hello future kitchen. Fancy meeting you here.
And I don’t like it. Sometimes I wonder why I am such a picky eater. Is it a birth defect? A result of being ‘spoiled’? Because I’m the youngest of three? I suppose I’ll never know. But it gets in the way a lot of the time. I have issues with food textures. Say, beans for instance. They’re fine…
With the dairy thing, I think our family on Daddy’s side may have minor lactose intolerance. To some extent most people do. When I was eating totally vegan my sinuses felt AWESOME, but as soon as I started eating dairy again I feel kind of… clogged. And Christi has been feeling better since going off dairy, too. Daddy doens’t like anything with too much milk, either.
Day 07 - a photo that makes you happy
This is me and my friend Wheatley. Best friends since third grade. I just really love this picture. [:
And you’re watching Totoro!
everythingharrypotter:marauder-:thewizardingworldofharrypotter: Giant Timeturner Lamp
FOR ME? you shouldn’t have.
I can’t believe it took AAP almost a fucking month to reverse their position on FGM. Then again many of their members are still making plenty of money performing male circumcisions, so I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised.
I always feel SO BAD when young sad-looking monotone kids knock on my door and ask me if I want to buy a magazine subscription or take a flyer or order this and that and the other.
I always feel bad for them. Which is why I’m going to give a 12 year-old $20 to mow my lawn. Plus it really needs it, and Josh isn’t off until Sunday.
