I am downloading the best of 38 special on the (empty) classroom WIFI omg
Posts tagged my life updates.
Every single one of your actions suddenly becomes epic when you listen to this
I play this in my car while I’m driving.
I’m getting married and walking down the aisle to this song
I decided this a long time ago
Try petting the cats to this.
Ima just gon reblog this a seventh time okay
Everytime I hear this I want to spontaneously jump on a table and begin a battle
At this very moment I am sitting in the classroom alone. Yep, nobody is here. Everyone bailed. No one told me none. NO ONE. So I am listening to this at full volume.
The sun is blessedly shining right now.
And I am here upstairs spewing word on the laptop with the sound of the
washing machine whirring in the background. Doing laundry and writing this
article on the economic outlook and the general elections and something
about cronyism (those fuckers, right?).
My wife is getting a massage from a masseuse downstairs, while, I am sure,
chatting on her phone with my female cousin (she is my mother’s brother’s
daughter and she and my wife are really close. I don’t even remember the
name of her kids.).
The kids are out in the park playing football or tag or climbing trees, or
some other thing.
Oh, and Boston’s I Had A Good Time is playing over the laptop’s speaker. On
repeat. I like Boston and I like this song. Good time.
- me looking at thing: yooooo
- me looking at price: nooooo
- Student: Sir what does sustain mean?
- Me: It's when you play a note on you
- guitar and it goes wa-wa-wa...
- Class: ...
- I palmfaced right then and there.
I’m like that kid returning from a vacation.
Why must the heroes all be human?
Awww the kittens both just caught a cockroach to tort— play with
I’ve always had problem w/ making eye contact. It defines me, I guess. So when I’m talking to someone—anyone, even my wife. Or my kids—my sight’d just usually hover around their brow and, most of the time, their mouth.
So I’ was interviewing this French guy yesterday; we sat less than a feet from each other and of course mostly I just stared at his mouth.
Do peope notice this, that the person they’re talking to is looking not into their eyes, but at their mouth?
It’s been a whirly burly period of three weeks, keeping me off tumblr, what with my wife’s condition (hospitalized for ten days, having major operation), and the HUGE hospital bills (selling my kidney then? heh) than reeeally set us back. Then this phone call came yesterday, out of the blue, that got me and my wife excited as it can help us so much: A 45,000-word epic (gpoy) writing project that may see me doing some traveling, or not. Whoa.