“The one ad that I could not skip past:
‘You know you want this yummy.
Level up.
Level up – Level up -Level up!’
In my mind, I am so THERE!”
—
(Jonesing because I haven’t had the money for my ‘medication.’)
“The one ad that I could not skip past:
‘You know you want this yummy.
Level up.
Level up – Level up -Level up!’
In my mind, I am so THERE!”
—
(Jonesing because I haven’t had the money for my ‘medication.’)
“It is kind of brutally funny, this living amid personal tragedy.”
Although she seemed to have little control over the direction that her ship was hurtling, she could play with the gravity adjustments and attempt to reduce her discomfort.”
“And the last still ended up with my shirt spontaneously off.”
(What the -?!)
“Aparrently, lifting weight makes my hip joints lose their sh**!”
(“The PAIN!!!” – original Dune quote)
She loved his “bits.”
—
(Content of multiple meanings)
“I see younger couples carrying their toddlers for distance – and even a single mom with like a 6 year old as she carried a cumbersomly frontloaded baby carrier with a newborn in it.
My muscle synapsis scream as I phantom flex remembering how I, too, used to do such things.
And all I can think of while viewing these still-resourced wonders is, “Why aren’t you utilizing strollers and carts?”
“Liking these curls, though!”
“‘Cause this. is. fun. – and oh-so se-xy!”
“Gravity likes to display its effects around me.”
“I have flights of fantasy thinking that I could get to school early to catch up and be prepared adequately.
But then I remember no food is yet cooked for me to take with me, and earlier I heard the dogs hard-knock over something.
Another catastrophe waiting to greet as I foolishly think that I could be free to be?”
Stunning!
“Kitty, kitty, kitty…”
Cat and mouse
Hawk and owl
“We do have a hard time getting from…”
The incense stick got snagged from the car vent and made a sound as it got flicked into “puenking” right off!
“In my car…
At least it’s not in the road!”
(Ah-Haaaa!)
“To get out the door – OMGawd!”
“I can’t afford Kleenex.”
“My bed is like a tomb.”
“Also for ‘col-lide’ – har har!”
“Like Bonnie and Clyde – but where the terrible demise ending happened first, and now we must partner for having fun.
Or maybe it’s just another big illusion – another ‘hitchhiker’ putting me under its gun.”
“At this point, I think I should name it, for it is surely a dominant character in my life now – albeit muchly unwanted.”
“As in, what little bit was left of supporting a woman’s pride.
A heavy blow – if she’d allowed herself to care for the loss.”
She had pieced together the favored undergarment one last time, patching it here and there against its resistance under dwindling time’s pressure – to find the support wire completely bursting out through the once surrounding fabric in a final triumph of its determined rebellion just as she entered the pavillion.
“Oh, that’s right – you can’t walk!
My bad…”
“Today’s tension migraine brought to you by…”
“Can two wrecked halves make a healed whole?”