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Being an adult means you can do all those things that you couldn't do as a kid (cookies for breakfast, Netflix marathons in dressup outfits for 12 hours straight, impromptu trips involving multiple states/territories/districts/whatever), coupled with soul sucking self existential dread of a meaningless existence compounded by meager subsistence living and telling yourself that there has to be better.
Focus on the cookies for breakfast part and you can probably make it okay. |
Sounds like the life! I think as long as I have enough to afford cookies for breakfast and internet and Netflix subscriptions, I'm good. :s-excited:
It's true I'll keep worrying about when I'm old and alone in the world and no savings though :s-ugh: |
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Dolly, let me offer you a hearty thanks for that :p-grin:
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Savings are for old white people! There's nothing more poetic or romanticized than living to your last dollar! Or, pound, or peso, or ruble, or...whatever you may have. Let's just use dollar.
And don't worry about being alone mate! Loneliness can teach you a lot about yourself. It's not the happiest way to learn it sure, but it can. You miss out on a lot of self reflection when you're constantly surrounded by others. Plus, you can sing the All Dogs Go to Heaven soundtrack, especially the one song with that alligator, at the top of your lungs with no regrets. |
Yeah, and I can dance like nobody's watching, because nobody'll be watching... GROOT!
I just hope I can afford water and hygiene. I wish peeps would shut up forecasting water wars. |
When we stay up until 2 in the morning or so brady likes to try to get me to bake him cookies D:
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Oh god she said the C word. Coooooookies!
*gapes hungrily* Ma'm I'mma need you to step aside, I hear you may be in possession of baked treats. |
i was going to go on about cookies but this is a pity party, we are not allowed to celebrate the joy of cookies on this occasion.
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You are allowed to celebrate the joy of cookies provided you also lament that you can't eat 'em at this juncture, and lament LOUDER and LONGER to tip the balance towards the laments. :p-nod:
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Exulansis, there is a serious flaw in your logic:
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I wanted to find the clip from the movie "My Favorite Martian" of Christopher Lloyd just saying "Cookie dough!", but I couldn't find it. So just pretend I did.
Cookie dough! |
Wha-? Cookie dough isn't allowed in my house! I did not invite any cookie dough! Make it skedaddle out the egress at ONCE! *throws tantrum*
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Oh Salone *clutches his arm and sobs for a minute, then transfers sobs back to Law's arm* thank you. You saved my party from a gatecrash! :s-cry:
...on an unrelated note. I can't figure out for the life of me how to buy runes. I click on them everywhere I see them but they refuse to get clicked :s-drool: |
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And pffft, wouldn't notice anyway. We got hit with heavy rains today and I made the idiotic mistake of leaving my raincoat in the car, where it would do me the least amount of good possible. I am still drying off and it's been hours. |
Cool. I know what to do with my birthday money now WOOT.
*waves voodoo wind at Salone* Get dry! |
hey everyone, what's up?
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Hey Maro! Your avi is awesomerad :s-love:
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I see :s-kissface:
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*A seven-headed dragon comes in with a bundle of pity-food*
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*dabs eyes* OMG thank you! Just in time for when I gotta start comfort eating! *strokes the scales and the lovely leathery wings*
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