My water skillz, let me show you them
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I'm posting about my damn cats again Jack
Author: theogeo
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Moment of silence, please
My iPod, which is roughly nine months old (originally I thought six, until I did the incredibly complex math), has apparently died. Everyone, please send good electronic vibes its way. Update — Thursday, 11:07 a.m. Hallelujah. After a grueling round of iPod CPR, I got the thing working again, and it didn’t even blitz my playlists. Note to iPod (scrollwheel) users: If for some reason yours goes to sleep and won’t wake up, even after…
it's true — I'm crazy weather
Soaked
It’s pouring down rain now. I’ve got the balcony door open so I can hear it. It’s lovely, really. Rain like this always makes me kind of wistful in a you-know-if-I-had-a-man -who-was-game-and-I-lived-in-a-house-with-a-yard-and- no-hardwood-floors-it-would-be-awesome-to-go-outside-and-make-out-in-the-rain kind of way. I’m sure Hollywood can be blamed for such a pneumonia-inducing thought.
weather
Transition
The wind is kicking up outside. The planes are taxiing overhead. It’s loud, all of it. I have always had a fondness for the period between winter and spring, when the bleakness gives way to sudden bursts of color everywhere you look, often before you’re even aware that it’s time to start paying attention again. It never comes easily; it always feels like a series of false starts and a period of painful labor. But…
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Party time, excellent
Because the weekend was kind of a blur of zombies (both the undead and the liquid kind), rock ‘n’ roll, tequila shots, birthday dinners, friends visiting, superhero masks, talk of “squishing,” talk of cats, talk of sand fleas, talk of dolphins counting in English, talk of feminine drag, and me saying stupid shit and rolling around on my floor, and other people rolling around on my floor but saying much less stupid shit than I…
randomosity
Um.
My blowdryer just sparked and shot flames at my head. I suppose I will be heading to work with wet hair.
photography
Programming note
There was a post here. I took it down after I ended up going into way too much detail in the comments and ended up just canning the whole post. I mean, internet, I love you, but I can’t tell you all my secrets until I know the color of your eyes. So, instead, here’s a picture of a broke-ass barn. I enjoy counting broke-ass barns when I go on road trips through the countryside.…
birthdays
Fifty-two
“Um, I ordered this one without the extra crazy, okay?” Today’s my mom’s birthday. Once again I’m stuck here and can’t celebrate with her, but I guess we already technically celebrated over the weekend. It’s moot anyway, since she’s in Nashville at the doctor checking yet again on the status of the cyst on her kidney, which is enough to ruin anyone’s birthday. I’ve got every possible digit crossed in the hopes that the doctor…
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Anti-suckage
Oh happy day, I actually had a really good weekend. I know that this in no way has any bearing on how the remainder of my week will play out, nor does it indicate that the Universe is going to take it easy on me or anyone else for a while (the Universe don’t roll like that, y’all), but I still would like to recount the ways the past few days have not pissed me…
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