Random Observations

Mostly Stray Thoughts.

Coffee and cocoa really are ideal partners.

Greek yogurt is life.

We live in a culture where everyone is offended by everything.

Ricky Gervais is an asshole, but he is a perfectly hilarious comedic asshole and I enjoy his wittery even when it's dickery.

I had a bizarre dream in which I'd been hired to teach creative writing part time at a local high school. I was then made an English teacher without my consent, and I explained that I could not handle that sort of workload with my disabilities, so they let me go back to being a part time writing teacher. I had a teal-colored cane to walk with. Every time I got on a bus to travel to and from work, it was snowing, and I would always slip and fall, and none of the other passengers would let me on unless the driver told them to. For some reason, there were cats and kittens everywhere, no matter where I went. I kept thinking that I had to find food for all of them.

Adam and I are both in severe pain. His left shoulder had been hurting since yesterday, after he slept funny. We think he may have a pinched nerve or a pulled muscle or both. I've been offering him Flexeril. I've also been hunting down the Aleve, which had gone missing after Adam had rearranged the entertainment room last week. I can't give him my Tylenol 3 since he has an adverse reaction to codeine. We've been trying massages and stretches. As for me, I've been having pain from my lower back all the way down to my feet. Soma just barely helps.

Oh, Farscape. Why did you have to be so wonderful? Why did they have to cancel you? This is why I still love Netflix Instant Queue. If Netflix ever gets Animaniacs for Instant Queue, I will throw a party.

Adam on why he loves me so much: "Because you're this much Dr. Zoidberg and this much Amy Farrah Fowler."
Apparently, I have a highly weird sense of comedic timing.

I will never stop randomly quoting Futurama.

Random Observations

Mostly Stray Thoughts.

Coffee and cocoa really are ideal partners.

Greek yogurt is life.

We live in a culture where everyone is offended by everything.

Ricky Gervais is an asshole, but he is a perfectly hilarious comedic asshole and I enjoy his wittery even when it's dickery.

I had a bizarre dream in which I'd been hired to teach creative writing part time at a local high school. I was then made an English teacher without my consent, and I explained that I could not handle that sort of workload with my disabilities, so they let me go back to being a part time writing teacher. I had a teal-colored cane to walk with. Every time I got on a bus to travel to and from work, it was snowing, and I would always slip and fall, and none of the other passengers would let me on unless the driver told them to. For some reason, there were cats and kittens everywhere, no matter where I went. I kept thinking that I had to find food for all of them.

Adam and I are both in severe pain. His left shoulder had been hurting since yesterday, after he slept funny. We think he may have a pinched nerve or a pulled muscle or both. I've been offering him Flexeril. I've also been hunting down the Aleve, which had gone missing after Adam had rearranged the entertainment room last week. I can't give him my Tylenol 3 since he has an adverse reaction to codeine. We've been trying massages and stretches. As for me, I've been having pain from my lower back all the way down to my feet. Soma just barely helps.

Oh, Farscape. Why did you have to be so wonderful? Why did they have to cancel you? This is why I still love Netflix Instant Queue. If Netflix ever gets Animaniacs for Instant Queue, I will throw a party.

Adam on why he loves me so much: "Because you're this much Dr. Zoidberg and this much Amy Farrah Fowler."
Apparently, I have a highly weird sense of comedic timing.

I will never stop randomly quoting Futurama.

Random Observations

Mostly Stray Thoughts.

Coffee and cocoa really are ideal partners.

Greek yogurt is life.

We live in a culture where everyone is offended by everything.

Ricky Gervais is an asshole, but he is a perfectly hilarious comedic asshole and I enjoy his wittery even when it's dickery.

I had a bizarre dream in which I'd been hired to teach creative writing part time at a local high school. I was then made an English teacher without my consent, and I explained that I could not handle that sort of workload with my disabilities, so they let me go back to being a part time writing teacher. I had a teal-colored cane to walk with. Every time I got on a bus to travel to and from work, it was snowing, and I would always slip and fall, and none of the other passengers would let me on unless the driver told them to. For some reason, there were cats and kittens everywhere, no matter where I went. I kept thinking that I had to find food for all of them.

Adam and I are both in severe pain. His left shoulder had been hurting since yesterday, after he slept funny. We think he may have a pinched nerve or a pulled muscle or both. I've been offering him Flexeril. I've also been hunting down the Aleve, which had gone missing after Adam had rearranged the entertainment room last week. I can't give him my Tylenol 3 since he has an adverse reaction to codeine. We've been trying massages and stretches. As for me, I've been having pain from my lower back all the way down to my feet. Soma just barely helps.

Oh, Farscape. Why did you have to be so wonderful? Why did they have to cancel you? This is why I still love Netflix Instant Queue. If Netflix ever gets Animaniacs for Instant Queue, I will throw a party.

Adam on why he loves me so much: "Because you're this much Dr. Zoidberg and this much Amy Farrah Fowler."
Apparently, I have a highly weird sense of comedic timing.

I will never stop randomly quoting Futurama.

Random Observations

Mostly Stray Thoughts.

Coffee and cocoa really are ideal partners.

Greek yogurt is life.

We live in a culture where everyone is offended by everything.

Ricky Gervais is an asshole, but he is a perfectly hilarious comedic asshole and I enjoy his wittery even when it's dickery.

I had a bizarre dream in which I'd been hired to teach creative writing part time at a local high school. I was then made an English teacher without my consent, and I explained that I could not handle that sort of workload with my disabilities, so they let me go back to being a part time writing teacher. I had a teal-colored cane to walk with. Every time I got on a bus to travel to and from work, it was snowing, and I would always slip and fall, and none of the other passengers would let me on unless the driver told them to. For some reason, there were cats and kittens everywhere, no matter where I went. I kept thinking that I had to find food for all of them.

Adam and I are both in severe pain. His left shoulder had been hurting since yesterday, after he slept funny. We think he may have a pinched nerve or a pulled muscle or both. I've been offering him Flexeril. I've also been hunting down the Aleve, which had gone missing after Adam had rearranged the entertainment room last week. I can't give him my Tylenol 3 since he has an adverse reaction to codeine. We've been trying massages and stretches. As for me, I've been having pain from my lower back all the way down to my feet. Soma just barely helps.

Oh, Farscape. Why did you have to be so wonderful? Why did they have to cancel you? This is why I still love Netflix Instant Queue. If Netflix ever gets Animaniacs for Instant Queue, I will throw a party.

Adam on why he loves me so much: "Because you're this much Dr. Zoidberg and this much Amy Farrah Fowler."
Apparently, I have a highly weird sense of comedic timing.

I will never stop randomly quoting Futurama.