Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Friday, April 18, 2014
Breakslow
Oh my gosh, I laughed so hard. I think I was born in the wrong generation. I'm such a grandma. My aunt, however, is ahead of technology. After she got an iPad she's been assuming the whole world is touch operated. An option to select [Yes] appeared on my desktop monitor and she touched it and asked me if my monitor was broken because nothing was happening. -_-;;
Last thing--if you're an animal person, these are too cute, so go squeal for a few minutes. Those puppies though... :')
Last thing--if you're an animal person, these are too cute, so go squeal for a few minutes. Those puppies though... :')
Thursday, April 17, 2014
Premonition
I still smell like garlic. Happy April to us all even though we've agreed that this month is cursed.
Wow.
I always read articles like these and wonder why the types of people that write them are so rare in real life because I think we could be friends. Peace not war.
Monday, April 14, 2014
But black
This is the biggest blueberry I've ever seen in my life. It's bigger than a grape, but it's kind of hard to tell because all of the other blueberries are larger than normal as well. I think I post these types of pictures too often. I'm starting to realize I have a strange obsession with abnormally large fruits.
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Audience hall
Spontaneous adventure. "Look at your lettuce thing!"
...it was a pretty good lettuce thing though. Who knew there would be so many homeless people in such a upscale neighborhood. Is it odd that I think homeless people add flavor to the world? Because they do and I like it.
Friday, April 11, 2014
Phase in
Not going to lie, I teared up.
Or more like...
It's always nice to know that people believe in your abilities. I promise to work harder. I won't let you down! :')
Thursday, April 10, 2014
Civil rights CBP SFO
There's no point in filing a formal complaint because nothing is going to get done, I travel fairly often, and I don't want to end up on some "high risk" list, but I haven't stopped thinking about this, so let me share my contempt:
Walked up near CBP agents.
Tried to read sign. Started heading towards the left.
Heavy-set CBP agent glared at me, made a rude noise, and thew up his hands.
"Oh come on!" he exclaimed impatiently, rolling his eyes.
"Oh, is it okay if I..."
Approached heavy-set CBP agent.
He grabbed the paper out of my hand.
"You can go in."
"Huh?"
"You can go in. Shay-shay."
"Wait, do you mean to the lobby or inspection?"
"Shay-shay, you can go in." he stated in an irritated tone of voice while pointing his grubby finger at no obvious destination.
"So... I can leave?"
"Go right. Shay-shay," getting noticeably angrier.
I left.
Unbelievable.
The older I become the less patience I have for impudent behavior. I'm kicking myself in the head for not demanding a name and badge number. This doesn't do much for my faith in humanity.
Tried to read sign. Started heading towards the left.
Heavy-set CBP agent glared at me, made a rude noise, and thew up his hands.
"Oh come on!" he exclaimed impatiently, rolling his eyes.
"Oh, is it okay if I..."
Approached heavy-set CBP agent.
He grabbed the paper out of my hand.
"You can go in."
"Huh?"
"You can go in. Shay-shay."
"Wait, do you mean to the lobby or inspection?"
"Shay-shay, you can go in." he stated in an irritated tone of voice while pointing his grubby finger at no obvious destination.
"So... I can leave?"
"Go right. Shay-shay," getting noticeably angrier.
I left.
Unbelievable.
The older I become the less patience I have for impudent behavior. I'm kicking myself in the head for not demanding a name and badge number. This doesn't do much for my faith in humanity.
Pith
Just because.
Is anyone else addicted to 2048? Because I'm addicted to 2048. In reality, addicted would be an understatement at this point. -_-
Saturday, April 5, 2014
Teleport me
Potted plant mint chocolate chip ice cream (can anyone tell that's not my hand?). Creativity at it's finest. It's the small things in life... :')
Friday, April 4, 2014
Graffiti day
The more you get to know someone the more fault you will find in them. If you've known someone for a long time and can find no fault in them it means they're perfect. Do you know how rare this is? It's nearly non-existent. I prefer talking to random strangers for short amounts of time because these people are typically pleasant throughout the duration of the exchange. Does this mean I live in a disillusioned world where everyone is nice? Yes, but it's so much easier to get through each day pretending that these types of people exist don't you think?
But honestly, I want to go home to my boring life.
Thursday, April 3, 2014
Picture perfect
A bit of this, a bit of that... One with nature and such.
If I could take years off of my life to give to an old man/woman that has something to look forward to in his/her life, such as grandchildren and their accomplishments, I would do it in a heartbeat.
Zebra, no stripes
I don't exactly understand why my airplane ticket was turned into some schizophrenic Picasso masterpiece. Note the random star on the side. I honestly don't think circling everything will make me comprehend it any better. Anyway, it's still a little bit weird that I'm here right now. I feel like I'm having an out of body experience.
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