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Also, I suppose I can directly post video to Tumblr from my phone. Today seems like a good day for trains.
I guess this is the second time now that I’ve agreed to teach for someone else when the weather has been shitty. Clearly I love money.
The temperature is suggesting otherwise. -37 Celcius my ass.
Twitter is down again. I have the day off, so I guess I really have no excuse not to do laundry.
Twitter is dead. It’s DEAD. Not forever, but still. DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANG
Also, I think there will be a certain satisfaction in the fact that I scared SOMEONE by posting out of nowhere. Maybe. There’s faint hope.
Maybe I only blog when I have to complain, and maybe since I left my last job at Main Street Medical I haven’t really HAD to complain. Seeing as I work from home, I can access the whole internet, do what I want during the day, and not care who’s looking or what I have to wear at work. Keeping that in mind, I refuse to work in my underwear. It’s just not right. Shorts are at least as comfortable as having to wear underwear in the first place, so I do that much of the time. It sounds weird to me, but I would much rather wear jeans in my house; it just feels right. Then again, I grew up with a pair of jeans glued to me at all times.
See? Random thought attack. And I thought I was going to hold out until noon.
Twitter is down, so for the first time in a LONG time, Tumblr is about to get my useless thought wrath.