Thinkings, feelings and...doings ~ 2013

Thinking: about the Halloween masquerade party next week

Feeling: sleepy and satiated

Doing: making my costume
 
Thinking: I moved 866 miles from where I was and I'm only 3 hours closer to an Itsy bitsy.

Feeling: thats bullshit

Doing: not stalking google maps or being mad that mass transit is practiacly non-existant in this country.
 
Thinking: I moved 866 miles from where I was and I'm only 3 hours closer to an Itsy bitsy.

Feeling: thats bullshit

Doing: not stalking google maps or being mad that mass transit is practiacly non-existant in this country.
Thinking: that’s some bullshit
Feeling: might also be homophobic
Doing: calling the ACLU
 
Thinking: that’s some bullshit
Feeling: might also be homophobic
Doing: calling the ACLU
Thinking: grumble grumble grumble
Feeling: snubbed
Doing: Also calling UHaul.
It would increase their bottom line if people could meet more easily.
 
Thinking: I moved 866 miles from where I was and I'm only 3 hours closer to an Itsy bitsy.

Feeling: thats bullshit

Doing: not stalking google maps or being mad that mass transit is practiacly non-existant in this country.

Thinking: that’s some bullshit
Feeling: might also be homophobic
Doing: calling the ACLU


...out here being overly Australian wondering what the fuck an 'Itsy Bitsy' is :oops:

...like, is it full of spiders? The American take on 'Incy Wincy'?

And people tell me I'm speaking another language!
 
...out here being overly Australian wondering what the fuck an 'Itsy Bitsy' is :oops:

...like, is it full of spiders? The American take on 'Incy Wincy'?

And people tell me I'm speaking another language!
Snorts laughing.

Yes, that kind of Itsy Bitsy. It's also called Incy Wincy here, too. In places.

Dust is the itsy bitsy in this scenario. In a thread, once upon a time, she came down from the ceiling to try to ensnare me. She's been Itsy ever since.

And you do speak another language.
Fucking people. It's a chicken, not a chook.
 
Snorts laughing.

Yes, that kind of Itsy Bitsy. It's also called Incy Wincy here, too. In places.

Dust is the itsy bitsy in this scenario. In a thread, once upon a time, she came down from the ceiling to try to ensnare me. She's been Itsy ever since.

And you do speak another language.
Fucking people. It's a chicken, not a chook.
In a conspiratorial whisper

Wait til you find out what we call kids at the beach and porta potties!
 
Thinking: I may be too worked up to write the next post
Feeling: tied in knots of need
Doing: trying to chill the fuck out so I can function
 
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