I was walking down to the Denton town square, a lone ranger on a quest for used books for ridiculously reasonable prices. There's this one intersection that requires pedestrians to say, like, six rosaries and a leap of faith in order to cross it and make it across intact. As I was waiting to cross, a guy on a bike rode up and waited next to me. We were finally able to cross, but more cars still were coming up to the intersection.
Once we make it to the other side, Guy on Bike (who is, as you can well imagine, going substantially faster than me since he's on a bike and all) turns to me and shouts: "IT'S LIKE A REAL-LIFE GAME OF FROGGER!" and zooms off into the horizon.
I fucking love Denton.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Friday, April 4, 2008
Ted on Ayn Rand.
"I read licensed fantasy novels, and she's STILL probably the poorest writer I know of."
It was a very good year for blue-blooded girls of independent means.
Had one of those astonishing "Wow, this song is oddly appropriate" moments yesterday.
If you are rational, indifferent, have a vagina, and would not mind listening to me whine and/or giving honest advice as necessary, you should give me a call. Your services would be greatly appreciated--I'm tired of being told what people think I want to hear (conversely, I'm also through with unwarranted paternalism and people who aren't related to me who think they know what I need--maybe I'm just fickle). For now, I'll just settle for a nice shower instead.
I came to the realization that I spend a ridiculously depressing amount of time thinking "Wow, I wish I would have thought of that" to myself. Ouch!
On another note, I got one of those Faith-in-Humanity boosts from an incredibly unexpected source the other day. I don't know if "reconcilation" is the right word for it, because we never really knew one another in the first place (save for some wildly misinterpreted third party information we'd heard about each other), but it was good to talk things through civilly instead of the potential catfight I had, for some reason, always envisioned ensuing. She seems like a decent sort and frankly, any questionable actions are entirely justifiable and I'm frankly a little angry at myself for even letting myself be convinced otherwise momentarily. Some people just need someone to talk to, donchaknow.
If you are rational, indifferent, have a vagina, and would not mind listening to me whine and/or giving honest advice as necessary, you should give me a call. Your services would be greatly appreciated--I'm tired of being told what people think I want to hear (conversely, I'm also through with unwarranted paternalism and people who aren't related to me who think they know what I need--maybe I'm just fickle). For now, I'll just settle for a nice shower instead.
I came to the realization that I spend a ridiculously depressing amount of time thinking "Wow, I wish I would have thought of that" to myself. Ouch!
On another note, I got one of those Faith-in-Humanity boosts from an incredibly unexpected source the other day. I don't know if "reconcilation" is the right word for it, because we never really knew one another in the first place (save for some wildly misinterpreted third party information we'd heard about each other), but it was good to talk things through civilly instead of the potential catfight I had, for some reason, always envisioned ensuing. She seems like a decent sort and frankly, any questionable actions are entirely justifiable and I'm frankly a little angry at myself for even letting myself be convinced otherwise momentarily. Some people just need someone to talk to, donchaknow.
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