Saturday, September 25, 2010

some miley for me

I've got my sights set on you,
And I'm ready to aim,
I have a heart that will,
Never be tamed,
I knew you were something special
When you spoke my name,
Now, I can't wait to see you again...

fine, yeah, it's a little schoolgirly to listen to this but, damn, the words are stinging harshly it's goooooood.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

What. It’s love, not Santa Claus.

Script from 500 Days of Summer

[Tom’s Co-worker:] So do you have a boyfriend?

[Summer:] No. Who needs it? We’re young, might as well have fun while we can.

[Tom:] Wait. What happens if you fall in love?

[Summer:] Love. You don’t believe in that. Do you?

[Tom:] What. It’s love, not Santa Claus.

i am loving this film. sigh.

Friday, September 03, 2010

Thursday, September 02, 2010

mucky, wet things

dear miss: may i take the rest of the day off? i know it's just 10:30 but, see,
i'm up to my knees wet and my shoes and socks are soaked and my feet
feel grossly squilchy and i just can't stand it. i think i'm even
catching a faint whiff of my dilemna right now. i could take my
shoes and socks off but i'm afraid the whole floor's gonna smell
like a shoe in no time and we just can't have that, can we? so yeah,
may i have the rest of the day off, please? i'm close to losing it
here and i think i may need to buy some socks and a pair of flops
and another pair of shoes to calm myself down. also, we have a
family history of arthritis and i don't think it's healthy for me,
or anyone, for that matter, to spend a whole day with my feet
wrapped up in mucky, wet things. please?