keep a calendar; this way you will always know.
three things i've been meaning to post.
01. the other day, i parked down the street from my house and as i was coming up the sidewalk, there was a time-warner cable van parked on the side of the street. cable dude was outside the van on his phone, looking at this bush that had (quite pretty) large-ish white flowers. so he ends his phone call, leans over to sniff a flower, picks it -- and then notices me and legit starts whistling and hops in the truck and drives off. yes, bro, i saw you pick that flower and i totes thought you were gay. oh noes!
02. i was talking to lara the other night and it came to my attention that it's not necessarily a commonly known fact that the iwo jima memorial sculpture has an extra leg. i think there are six men and thirteen legs. so, if you read my txt conversation that i posted the other day and thought i was on utter crack...well, you may have been correct but at least now my analogy might make more sense. (if you didn't see that post...well, just be happy that you missed it, lol.)
03. i just feel like i should let people know this - i tend to be a terrible commenter, pretty much universally. and it's not because i'm not reading your journal and it's not because i hate you. it's because i do a LOT of my flist-reading via iphone, which isn't conducive to commenting partially because it's a pain in the ass to type on here (altho i'm rocking it right now actually) but mostly because quite often my browser shuts down on me mid-comment and i have no idea why (i always end up yelling "motherfucker" or "cuntface" or something similarly charming), so i usually don't try anymore. the end result is that by the time i'm sittiing at my computer, i look at my flist and save for a couple of entries at the top, i've read eveything already and don't think about the lack of commenting. so! the more you know! *shooting star*
xo ♥
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