Cutest/Saddest movie EVER.
Definitely not a good idea to watch it at 6 AM after an all-nighter when you’re completely not in control of your emotions.
I literally let out an audible “NOOOOOOO!” at the end.
Ugh. Heartbreakingly devastating.
So, while I was standing innocently in the kitchen minding my own business and making tea, this was placed on my shoulder. My sister thinks she’s soooo funny.
Note: Octopi are only my biggest fear EVER. And this one is gooey and glows. Double yuck.
Going to Monticello with my family today and tomorrow, seeing my baby boys on Wednesday (I haven’t seen them since last Octoberish, so needless to day, i. am. STOKED.), hopefully fitting in visiting a few places around here and packing before I move to Florida next week (if everything goes according to plan).
Busy, busy, busy!
But I love it.
Fortune Cookie.
I don’t even want to think about all the productive things I could have accomplished in the hours upon hours I’ve spent glued to my television watching Criminal Minds.
As soon as I read this, it reminded me of a debate that took place in one of my Sociology classes. Basically just about how ridiculous it is to go to war over something impossible to prove; over an idea. A girl in the class compared it to almost exactly what Richard Jeni (whom I adore) did: two children arguing about their imaginary friends.
I believe her exact quote was:
“My God says you’re stupid.”
“Yeah, well my God says that your God is gay.”
It was enough to make me laugh and remember it after 3 or so years. It is pretty naive to kill in the name of religion, which is only around to give morals to needy souls that apparently can’t distinguish right from wrong on their own. But, then again, in some religions, murder is a gateway to heaven as long as it’s in the name of “God.”
I’m not saying I have anything against God, I have my own faith. But religion is just something I can’t be sold on.
I’m just rambling. I’m done now.
You never really realize how many books you have until you have to pack them. And I haven’t even started pulling them out of my closet, yet. Sigh.
Horoscope | “Love is the answer.”
Meet my hamster, Wallace.
