or soberly sincere?
yesterday, someone commented on this pic i posted ages ago:
their comment:
Horses are amazing creatures. This photo is a picture of an athlete which most likely just finished some sort of an event/competition and is being cooled down. He's extremely fit, amazing anatomy, most likely intelligent and loves whatever sport it's in. What I don't understand is why these creatures will tolerate ignorance and still try their very best to please you. Horses will die trying to do something you ask it. Even when it knows it's killing it's self. Far to many people have killed the spirit of a horse and that's what a majority of people will see. Nothing more than a brainless, depressed, walking corpse that people call "trail horses". That's NOT a horse anymore. At that point I can understand why so many people think the things they do.
today I was g-chatting with hed and she thought I was quoting MLIA. I was not.
MLIA.
rough morning at work. Was going to spend my lunch hour looking for books on becoming successfully self-employed/running my own empire. Instead I paid my credit card bill and bought myself a frappuccino.
One time my dad sent me a ‘Happy Bar Mitzvah’ card with 5 dollars inside. He told me to use it to start my own business or for a frap. Looks like I keep choosing fraps.
I forgot then re-remembered about this site:
my life is average
Besides allowing me to relish in the absurdity of life (one of my favorite pass times after feeding pistachios to children who may or may not have nut allergies).
a couple i like:
Today, as I was logging into my email account, I was to lazy to move the mouse and click the "login" box. I just hit "tab" until I got there. MLIA
Today, I stopped at a stoplight, I looked over at the guy next to me. He was staring back. We both looked away quickly so it didn't seem awkward. It still was. MLIA
The stuff of life.
I'm no outlier, but it reminds me of one of the women in my office. she is unapoligetically average. at first I hated her for it, now I sort of love it. She brings in cakes and bars (and rice chips from costco for the chicks on a cleanse), she is more than happy to help me fill in forms and I bet she is really nice to her dog Dale Earnhardt (seriously).
too many parentheses (I apologize, but do not repent)
another dimension/ another dimension/another dimension
Parking garages have got to be one of the top ten places to rip a loud and proud fart
Chloe's Rules of Order state:
witty graffiti is approved (see below):
Tagging is not. Specific offense goes to the taggers that use it as a pick up line. actually- is there any other type?
