Things that deserve the stink-eye:

wearing two different socks to work.

In my defense, they're pretty close though. Same colour. Siblings, just not twins. Therefore, I am not old (nor am I nine or less).

#keeptellingyourselfthat

Wordfuse (Comeback Edition)

Don't you hate it when someone points out your so-called "glaring" ignorance or even your mild misunderstanding? Like how was I supposed to know the Hawaiian alphabet has only 12 letters. Ok, maybe there's 13; I still haven't sorted this all out.

That's why there should be (and now is) a word that one could use as a comeback to be said quietly so as to mask that the retort is loaded with passive-aggression. Not that I'm condoning that sort of behaviour. Nobviously.

Things that are most likely the devil:

de-tangling headphones (and such).

#whatyoulikelydoinhell
#21stcenturyprobz

Wow.

Chronologically, it's nearly autumn. Yet temperatures range from the high 20s to the mid 30s. This is rare where I live. There's a lot of buzzing. It's like September didn't get the memo about Fall.

Despite everything that's so so wrong with it, sometimes the world just grabs you by the lapels and turns you toward it until you lift your eyes and connect and then it whispers, pay attention pay attention to this. See the beauty? See the wonder? See the surprise? And so you do, you just absorb the everythingness just when you thought you had seen it all, just when you need it and all those things you wanted more than you could possibly have, well they fade away again and for a while you can see things as they truly are then gratitude, gratitude, gratitude.

At least for a while.

Things one should never outgrow:

daring to eat the food at a dive.

#livedangerously
#fishtacos
#withmangosalsa
#whoa
#sosogood
#thisisnottypicalwhereilive

Sometimes

Sometimes we are like cabbage.

We stink. Seriously. We really do sometimes. In more ways than one. Think about it.

Also, like cabbage, we have so much potential when we're planted. And despite so many obstacles we grow. But we have all the scars to prove it: damn cabbage butterflies and their maggoty-worm babies. And thus we can be really bitter too.

Or not.

And like cabbage, there's something just so beautiful at the core of almost every one of us if only we can shed this skin and open ourselves up to the sun and stop being so damn afraid of everything about this messed-up, devastating, dazzle-bonkers wonder-of-a-world of ours.

But then what? How does the series end? We end up coleslaw.

Bummer.

Still, if you think about it--coleslaw, like life, is darn tasty stuff when you can get it and while it lasts.

"Life isn't about finding yourself, it's about creating yourself." ~George Bernard Shaw

This is my hood.

We broke up.

A. Long. Time. Ago.

But we might get back together?

#butprobablynot

Things one should never outgrow:

KD.

#mostlysaltithink
#everythingchangesexceptkraftdinner

Things one should never outgrow:

hard work.

#rightdad?