The Isolated Blurt Thread V: For Vendetta

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Thankfully she only collects one from each nationality.

Like Noah's Ark only without a boat, and with one of each instead of a pair - so as to create a mocha-colored humanity post-apocalypse.

We could lie in bed all day with our cats watching Mads and eating cheesy mash.

I'm so there. My cat gets along pretty well with other cats too. Mostly.

And he watches TV! (Well, the computer monitor when I watch shows/movies on it.)
 
When I was a kid, Christmas was THE day. As an adult I used to jump through big hoops - lotsa shopping, tree-buying, decorationing, and other stressful time-consuming energy-eating tasks - in an attempt to capture that feeling. But the reality is that it's gone. Magical Christmas is in my past.

Birthdays seem to be the same dealie. You plead with people NOT to throw a party or do anything because it always feels forced and awkward and unfun. But at the same time, it's sad to not to anything. Either way, it's a weird uncomfortable day. Magical Birthdays - where you're the star and there's cake and presents and being one year older doesn't mean closer to death (or at least, you don't think so) - are pretty much over by a certain age.

Weird how that works.
 
When I was a kid, Christmas was THE day. As an adult I used to jump through big hoops - lotsa shopping, tree-buying, decorationing, and other stressful time-consuming energy-eating tasks - in an attempt to capture that feeling. But the reality is that it's gone. Magical Christmas is in my past.

Birthdays seem to be the same dealie. You plead with people NOT to throw a party or do anything because it always feels forced and awkward and unfun. But at the same time, it's sad to not to anything. Either way, it's a weird uncomfortable day. Magical Birthdays - where you're the star and there's cake and presents and being one year older doesn't mean closer to death (or at least, you don't think so) - are pretty much over by a certain age.

Weird how that works.
Deep thoughts by Laurel...
 
Beautiful day today. Unfortunately, back to cold weather tonight. That means humping around a coat all day.
 
16 hours and counting till I leave for NY.

The private studio I booked in Bay Ridge is pretty damn nice looking. Too bad it's a bit of a train ride into city, but not that bad.

Now excuse me while I go puke my guts out in anxiety of being on a train for 3 days.
 
My uncle uses "humping" as a verb meaning carrying/ferrying. He also points at things with his middle finger. Even now, I don't think I have the maturity necessary to be around him without stifling chortles.
 
I diddle with my middle finger so I'm saying "fuck you!" A LOT.
 
That's what I picture whenever I hear something being humped around.

Then I always think of the movie Hawmps, which fascinated me when I was little. Whenever we'd go to Anza Borrego, I'd look for camels.
 
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