March 2010
8 posts
Such a stoner comment.
Mom: Do you believe in Dinosaurs?
Me: What? Yes, of course. There's bones.
Mom: I know, I just have such a hard time imagining it... it's so weird.
February 2010
13 posts
"I'm just resting my eyes."
I just fell asleep at work and when someone called me out on it I said, “I wasn’t sleeping. I was just resting my eyes.” OK? When did I become my mom and start using this lame excuse? No one *just rests* their eyes. They sleep. Ugh. I’m becoming an adult. I rest my eyes. SAVE ME.
I miss Los Angeles. Man, do I ever miss Los Angeles. I woke up today and experienced an odd memory. I was parking my car on Whilshire in Santa Monica. It was a nice fall day and there were palm trees lining the street and I could smell the ocean. I turned my hazards on and I ran up to the ATM and deposited a paycheck and ran back to my car and drove away. Such a mundane memory but so powerful. It...
Man, I doodled some sweet doodles today and wrote some really awesome inspirational and insightful things in my moleskin, but I’m not going to take the time to scan it, save it and upload it to my tumblr because JOURNALS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE PERSONAL.
My mom and I are married.
Mom: Do you ever change the cat litter?
Me: No, I figured you could since I do everything else around the house.
Mom: Oh, I'm sorry. Are you too busy doing nothing while I'm at work paying the mortgage?
Adventures in subbing.
I think the only influence I had on the youth of society today is that they now all want anchor tattoos on their arms. Whoops!
