I know it’s trendy to fight the system and cry that we are all becoming slaves of technology, but this attitude overlooks that computers and phones are tools for communicating. When someone thinks I’m an idiot smiling at a machine, I’m actually smiling at my girlfriend who is 10000 miles away and whom I would have never met if not for these newfangled electronics. As they say: when the wise man points to the moon, the fool looks at the finger.
This is a topic that I’ve been wanting to tackle for a while now; much credit to this excellent post for bringing it to the front of my brain.
Fucking thank you.
INTERNET FRIENDS ARE REAL FRIENDS.
the notebook problem: you see a notebook. you want to buy the notebook. but you know you have like TEN OTHER NOTEBOOKS. most which are STILL EMPTY. you don’t need to notebook. you’re probably not gonna use the notebook anyway. what’s the point? DONT BUY THE NOTEBOOK. you buy the notebook.
appreciate brown eyes more bc the people with brown eyes are grown up forcing to believe fuckin blue and green and grey are beautiful and either detest or get incredibly happy when someone compliments their eye color stop letting this happen
For those who think brown eyes are ugly, let’s just get something straight right now. I. AM. A. COMPLETE. SUCKER. FOR. BROWN EYES. They are the most beautiful things I have ever seen. A brown eyed person could ask me to do anything.
You are not a burden.
You are not a bother.
You enhance the lives of others.
People smile, not groan, when you text them.
Fifteen Happy Things
I was tagged by miss Casye , so here are 15 things that make me happy.
- rereading a book that is an old favorite
- receiving a sincere compliment or encouragement out of the blue.
- a quiet afternoon with my dog snoozing on my lap.
- that feeling when a baby is legitimately happy to see you when you make those goofy faces at them.
- hanging out with old friends
- birthday cake on days that are not birthdays.
- naps. Always naps.
- driving my jeep with the top down on a baking-your-skin hot day.
- summer nights that remind a person just how free they are. The kind where the city is still awake.
- the moment in budding friendship where you find that common denominator that, for whatever reason, seems to seal the connection.
- learning new things
- hot chocolate and a comforter in a February snowstorm
- the season just before Christmas
- being able to accomplish something on your own that a person never thought possible.
-the feeling of bare feet on carpet.
George Takei describes the moment when he and his family were sent to an internment camp.
Never forget. Even in what was arguably the only just war we’ve participated in for several centuries, we were almost as bad as our enemies.
The Kum and Go. Or as my mom called it, the ejaculate and evacuate.