Am so buying for one of my walls!!!
Ooh. That's really quite nifty.
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Am so buying for one of my walls!!!
Ooh. That's really quite nifty.
I don't want to be a responsible adult today.
Please...?
poof! no responsibility for shir today!
though I'm not sure if lack of responsibility gets you out of passover, if that's what you're hoping for...
Lack of DEEP SERIOUSNESS did get me pre-emptively turned down for a second date, though...
Oh, I can handle Passover. Just don't want to work. Or be awake. Or think about what I have to bring from the store later. Or clean the living room.
But mostly, work. Work is evilness.
You know what I wish I'd do for living this morning (and also, every once in a while)?
I wish I could design skateboards. I mean, not the actual engineering, because I'd suck at it and everyone will fall of it, but I'd love to do the art. I think I'd be good at it, too.
I just finished looking at the wall designs, which are very cool. I wonder if they work on wallpaper?
I don't want to be a responsible adult today.
Me neither! But, unlike most Mondays, I'm actually awake and relatively cheerful this morning. It's raining!
Although I suppose it's midafternoon there. Maybe you don't have to be a responsible adult for too much longer?
I'm almost OK with it by now, Emily. Still, gotta call that washing machine repair guy until next Monday, or else I'd have to drag myself to the laundry place.
Especially now that I found my purpose on earth, with the skateboard art thing.
Now I just have to think how I tell my parents about it.
(This might be the time to mention I'm having the Occupational I Want in somewhat reversed order: in the 4th grade I wanted to be a nuclear physicist and I was very serious about it, until the 7th grade. In the 12th grade I wanted to be a firefighter. I expect that by 50, I will want to be a butterfly, or perhaps color the sky everyday).
So, a friend of mine apparently met the cop in this story on eHarmony, a couple of months after his wife died.