My favorite thing about this photo (besides all of its sweet, sweet goodness) is the tiny option at the bottom where you can mark it as Inappropriate. Because let’s be real. It’s obscene.
Also, in other wonderful news, my submission to Urban Dictionary OFFICIALLY got accepted, one year and some months later!!! I submitted it three times. Oops. I outed myself. But, to be unfair, they wouldn’t give me a response so I kept submitting it. I wish I could change my example sentences but I no longer know how.
CHECK IT OUT. It has more votes against it so far but I don’t care. The Internet has legitimized me once again. Plus it’s not like anyone is being forced to use it except me. I am forcing myself to use it.
(wise advice I could still take)
Try to be like the turtle—at ease in your own shell. ~Bill Copeland
I tried writing something today, but nothing really was coming to me. And sometimes forced writing is disciplined and admirable, but it’s not the kind of work that needs to be exposed to the public voluntarily.
So instead feast (punintended) your eyes on this conversation snippet (conversational emotional breakthrough):
Ok I lied. There is stuff going on with me. But it’s mostly summed up as this nonsense below:
(To be fair, boyfie is trying to turn me back into a healthy vitamin kid, but my body is still resenting him to hell-o for it. My withdrawal is straight out of the angsty years.)
Lastly, Oh, Hillo sent me this relaxation video, and I am now, fittingly, addicted to watching and listening to it. It’s a koi pond, incidentally also the mascot of the local Zen Buddhist High School!
(I can’t believe someone gave this video a 3-star rating. REALLY?! If I weren’t so darn relaxed and non-confrontational right now, I would do something about that.)