Tag: RTotD

A baby’s first experiences with the outside world must be terrifying.

Being needed sometimes feels overrated.

I just dumped an open bottle of cinnamon in my lap. I’m irritated as hell! but, i do smell like some kinda yummy desert, so… there’s that…

i like Wenesdays. They are calm; no inherent sense of urgency or dread. it randomly does a cameo as a friday, which is fun. Wednesdays are chill.

I need the stability and discipline of a routine, but I also need to be able to allow myself to get lost in something for multiple hours at a time. Is quite the conundrum!

Imagine that! if you actually follow the instructions you were given, shit fucking works! whoda thunk it?

Who’s to say that existence isn’t structured in a way that looks like what you see in mirrors that are facing each other?

I hate when you eat an awesome meal, go sit down to relax, and then get the fucking hiccups. I mean, seriously? Wtf, diaphragm? 

i just found myself trying to chew pudding. Wtf?

I’m honestly feelin kinda pissy today. One of those ‘wish a mother fucker would…’ kinda days. Could be interesting….