One happy thought in a sour bunch

The radio stream was complaining how it’s supposed to be hot as heck today. Walking to the mailbox and back on interrupt, I can’t help but think how “Nice and comfortable” the sun shine feels compared to the A/C inside.

According to the weather service it is currently 93 F (33.9 C) outside and is supposed to be feeling like 100 F (37.8 C). Just a pleasant environment if you ask me ;).

In sorting through old high school stuff, I can’t help but think: “Oh how I wish I could throw more of this shit in a bonfire”

And then dance around it singing burn baby burn!

Hmm, I never new that these Erdbeerschnüre could be so addictive… lol

Sometimes I wonder if my mother is the most insulting person I know, or merely a runner up to the human race in general. I don’t care to computate that further.

Black Tides

Found a reminder that life was once in a positive state, which reminds me just how crippling an effect the years in between have had. Knowing that families bled me every step of the way towards correcting that, doesn’t help along side having most of a year wasted.

One solution to a radioactively bad mood: turn off comms and bury myself in code up to the eyes…. until it subsides.

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: the day I get an honest to goodness break, I’ll probably be hit by a car for kneeling in the middle of the street.

Somehow, I think idiots like my mother who can ask the same question repeatedly of an invariant and expect a different answer each time, need to repeat high school mathematics or have their diploma revoked..

A small victory against pack ratism

I do believe that my mother has finally realised that she has an *insane* amount of crap hoarded — after finding books apparently left over from high school.

You know, I may not always right but I’m sometimes I’m not wrong either ;).

You know you need a new life when you dream of the zombie apocalypse like it’s just another work day.