February 2011
floralnymph:
“The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd; the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful...
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I forgot to buy milk and cereal today. What will I do when I wake up tomorrow? Maybe I should just order a pizza tonight so I have some leftovers in the morning.
Let’s see how long it keeps snowing…and how much of it sticks. I hope we get enough to severely screw up traffic. Or maybe it’ll refreeze tomorrow night and I can sit on the porch and watch people slide all over the street. That would be fun.
All this effort better be worth something glorious at the end. If it’s all wasted I will give up any remaining hope for humanity.
January 2011
This mega winter storm everyone is worried about better be awful. I’m always let down when they hype up these things and then we get a day or two of scattered clouds at worst. I want to see a straight up blizzard. I also like seeing all the fat people at the store stocking up on food because there’s that one in ten thousand chance they won’t be able to get their large bucket...
I really wish I hadn’t slept in so much because going to sleep right now would be awesome.
Good thing it’s Sunday because I slept right through my alarms and finally woke up at 1pm. Guess I was tired.
Drove up into the mountains today, although I’m sure y’all could have figured that out on your own.
