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we need to paint.
like, right now.
no srsly, post haste.
fine fine, after this meeting.
kthxbyeeee.
mens.
ooOOoo,
mr. shadey
in the back.
werk.
favorite things.
friday.
you get a nap.
and you get a nap.
and you get a nap.
and you get a nap.
mrs. goldbloom.
“what a sweet little peck.”
swoon.
swoon.
die happy.
swoon.
butts.
i hate asking people, “what do you do?” … but …
i love asking people, “what have you been thinking about a lot lately?”
responses kick ass, never ever disappoint.
true story:
i stole this move
from a pick-up artist.
empties.
never ruin
a good apology
with an excuse.
night & day.
ya’ll love brunch.
but i love breakfast.
there’s a difference.
booga wooga.
her:..i’m trying to stay on the straight & narrow,
but i keep getting caught up in the booga wooga.
him:..what’s the booga wooga?
her:..everything that’s not the straight & narrow.
giraffe cameo.
in the space
b e t w e e n
chaos & shape
t h e r e..w a s
another chance.
and it was all.
what a
horrible thing
yellow is.
yes & yes.
ronna & beverly
is a real live chat show
hosted by america’s favorite
50-something jewish mothers
played by america’s favorite
30-something jessica & jamie‘s.
prepare yourself
for a fucking perfect
camel safari storm.
i.e. iz GOOD.
total request life.
once you make a decision,
the universe conspires
to make it happen.
- emerson
back in 2000,
i made a decision
to dial the trl hotline
over and over and over
until a real person picked up
and put me through to pacey witter.
champs.
first month down at “the new job.”
got a lil’ unfinished business to take care of.
{{{{ friday }}}}.
always.
it’s always words
that undress you.
- zag
boyfriend.
i’ve been in more scenes where it says, “he sobs” … and sobs is a scary word, right? weeps is okay. he gets emotional, fine. sobs, and you go, oh shit, man. i’ve gotta sob? how am i going to sob? who sobs? you see that word in a script, and when you go to bed, you’re just thinking, why do i have to sob? do i have to sob this week? no, i don’t sob until a week from monday. then somebody tells you have to shoot it earlier. “no we don’t.” “yeah we do.” “no. we don’t shoot that scene until next monday because i’m emotionally inching my way up on the sobbing and i’m telling you it’s next fucking monday!” i don’t even know what the question was.
what the fuck is a sesuhmee?
“it’s quite easy, man. my advice is always make sure that you write down thoughts that are funny cause you want to make sure that you hang on to all the funny things you think of. so, simple as that. write down anything funny that comes to your head. don’t be lazy.”
todaydreaming:
mitch hedberg
on twitter.
starting to think.
i might never be
the other half
of an us.
not like in one of those
sick, sad, tragic amount of cats
kind of ways.
more like in one of those
imma do different things with my life
kind of ways.
(monday).
yup.
jack. there’s a boat, jack. jaaaack.
come back. come back. come baaaack.
whistle. whistle. whistle. WHISTLE.
wet paint.
i want
to do with you
what spring does
to the cherry trees.
lots of vivid dreams lately.
everything is painfully beautiful.
strangelove.
to be joyous
is to be a madman
in a world of sad ghosts.
ladyslider.
mfa.
a mother
fucking
art.
buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut.
we’re doing it.
dare i say …
did it?
roll me.
ain’t got no → self control.
tons of satisfaction though (!)
happy friday.
don’t forget to party.
ffnfiu.
guys! my home state personalized return address stamp finally arrived and i lurrrrrve it. obvs my first instinct was to show you a picture of what it looks like and stuff, buuuuuuuut then i realized that would be voluntarily sharing my exact new york city home address with the entire world wide google-able internet so i’m going to try something new and … undershare.
ed. this post was sponsored in part by the foundation for not fucking it up.
double double & shit.
thou shalt not
be such a shit.
act ii, scene ii.
new job, second wed.