chocolate things...chocolate thingies...

this video rekindled my love for the internet.
i think it's healing me from this death cold.

i just can't.

peanut butter and raisins.

is that a thing?

happy weekend.

i'm going to watch this until i cry.

then i'll eat some ice cream.

speaking of food,

 i ate four pieces of toast this morning.

four.

i don't even feel bad about it

 or feel the need to justify it by saying they were small.

i felt like a classy trucker with my four toasts

and cup of mint tea. 

do you think the kid used crunchy or smooth

with their peanut butter and raisin dish?

personally, i think crunchy would be better.

but really, is that a thing?

i.cannot.stop.laughing.

+

happy weekend.

[via + anna]

get a hold of yourself.

i'm so lucky to have a wonderful friend 

who posts things like this on my wall.

not only is it funny,

it's exactly how i would react in the same situation.

actually, that's a lie.
amy may be a bit more dramatic than me.

and given her history with all things haunted, 

there's no question khyrie would die.

but that
my children,
is another story for another day.

sweet baby, sweet baby, sweet baby, sweet

happy hump day. 

.blue.eyed.angel.

remember what i said about youtube videos just finding me?

here's another one. 

kills me every time. 

high school flashback.

before creative writing on wednesday

jake, suzie and i were putting all the chairs in a circle.

suddenly jake screamed "whhhat is this?!"

and before i knew it there was a desk/chair combo thrown on the ground.

turns out there was some gum stuck to the bottom of it.

"what are we in high school?!"

after we found another three chairs who has suffered the same fate

jake took the first chair he found dragged it out to the hallway and made a sign.

we got some crazy looks when we left class.

as i walked away i heard a man in a dark grey pea coat ask 

"what is this some sort of demonstration?"

then i heard jake yell 

"what the hell! who does this?!"

creative writing is by far my favorite class this semester.

we're like a family.

oh the stories i could tell you...