sunday [not so] funday

there's a fine line between saturday night

and sunday morning.

pictures of real people throwing up is gross & immature. this,
on the other hand, is art.

she does clean up nicely, though. i'll give
her that.

moody mudra,

in full effect.

sunday funday: sundae phunday

no but seriously, what the hell are we even DOING here?

haha i'm kidddinggg, relaxxxxx. i'm just bored, so i figured i'd give the whole "pondering the meaning of life" thing a try. overrated.

all you need to know is this: "life may be not only meaningless but absurd." -thomas nagel.
nagel, you rock. and not only because your last name rhymes with bagel. [but that helps a lot.]

i came to nagel's meaningless & absurd conclusion when i was six-years-old and discovered my tootsie pop was missing the tootsie. 

also, every time i'm hungover or there are no good songs on the radio. and whenever i'm blogging about the meaning of life.

[insert melodramatic, emo-kid-off-his-antidepressants s i g h here.]

moody mudra,

in full effect. 

sunday funday: be-attitudes

ahhh-men.

blessed are the pours & spirits, for they make the boring fun.

blessed are the firstborn, for they are the only ones worth saving.

blessed are the skinny bitches, for they shall inherit no girth.*

blessed are they who hunger and thirst for bluntness, for their tongues shall have their kill.

blessed are the flexible, for they shall impress yoga classes and sex partners.

blessed are the pure of snark, for they shall be god[desses].

blessed are the sass-shakers, for they shall shake with sass.

blessed are they who are persecuted for the sake of being right [all the time], for they shall be right [all the time].

*by "skinny bitches," i do not mean girls who are bitchy because they do not properly nourish their bodies. i am referring to girls who eat well and take care of their bodies and do lots of cool active stuff like yoga and are inherently moody. thisbloginnowaysupportsanorexiaorbulimiaoranytypeofdisorderedeating.

i'll take my moody merlot with ice. no comments from the wine snobs,
europeans, or the pistachio gallery. 

moody mudra,

in full effect.