Posts Tagged ‘tool’
The clue is in the word itself - January 20th, 2010

I slept like a baby last night…..in two hour intervals interrupted by inexplicable crying fits before shitting my pants and smiling…

Every now and then i forget how to breathe. I know it sounds like a family guy episode gone wrong. “Hey Lois! This is worse than that time i forgot how to breathe!” But seriously i do. It’s only certain situations that trigger it and i’m not always aware. It may be like a really hot chick sitting next to me on a tube or something and i become really conscious about breathing. Just act normal. Wait what are you doing? Are you breathing heavier? She’s going to know you think she’s hot! Stop it! Breathe normally! etc. And no matter how hard i try i can’t make it return to normal. I start breathing in and doing this “In…one Mississippi…two Mississippi…out!” crap.

Some kind of joke - November 25th, 2009

So most of the time it is probably not really clear where the provocation comes for me to spit my bile at someone or something. Probably a bad choice of words given last Fridays effort. I’m pretty sure Berger and Keith know where my bile came from. But i’ll show you this time the motivation for this post.

Desensitized to everything, what became of subtlety? - October 1st, 2009

You really get a lot of satisfaction publishing rants…comments left under posts…page hits…whole discussions on other peoples blogs about your posts without commenting on the post itself…
So i’m not allowed to discuss the c-bomb and now i can’t talk about fashion either. There’s just no keeping Squires’ high-brow audience happy is there. I might go back and edit my post (if i can’t write a new one) to include ugg-boots worn outside the house – that’s a definite no-no.

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