I like how Walgreens doesn't sell the "Kiss me, etc etc" shirts on St. Patrick's day.

Instead, we just sell this extra large green sweatshirt with gold beads sewn on the front. It just says "I'm Irish."

It's the kind of shirt those dumpy, childless fifty-something women with 83 cats wear 365 days a year.

It makes me warm inside.

( Huh. )

( Also! :D )

I think I don't say this often enough:

Emily Paige Wells, you are officially my favorite person. :D

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"Since about ten years Theo Jansen is occupied with the making of a new nature. Not pollen or seeds but plastic yellow tubes are used as the basic matierial of this new nature. He makes skeletons which are able to walk on the wind. Eventualy he wants to put these animals out in herds on the beaches, so they will live their own lives."
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Holy balls, my hair is so damn short.

Guess that's what I get for going to a hair school.

At least it was cheap.

( I haven't done one of these in like, a year. )

There's a girl who comes in at least every other week to buy cigs at Walgreens, and we smile at each other and talk a little bit as I ring up her stuff. Her ears are pierced all the way up and she always wears a hoodie with goofy-looking little cartoony skulls all over it. I don't know her name, despite the fact that I ask for her ID every time. ( Read more... )

In a reference I'm sure exactly one person will get, I've been in a place for the past few weeks.

But, y'know. Here comes the sun.

I think there's a giant number 3 shouting at kids.