Sun Nov 07:
BTW – my money is on the Dust Bunnies.
It turns out I am going to have to learn to love yoga pants because I cannot find basketball shorts that I like. The one pair I have I bought years ago, like when I was in university from a store in the Student Center maybe.
Anyhow – I currently own two pairs of yoga pants made from plastic bottles and they were only 55$ a pair. Sweet right. I feel good about buying them and I bought them in large so they are loose and I can easily get in and out, which makes me feel more comfortable when I train. If I ever complain about something poking me, it’s likely a plastic shard.
Art from my coworker’s uncle in Belarus:
When I think of negative space the first thing that comes to mind is logos, not regular drawings (well it’s all drawings. It’s all art – I hope you understand what I mean.)
Yesterday before leaving for the gym I asked The Boy to wash the dishes AND to finish before I get home. I forgot that if dishes are not IN the sink then he doesn’t see them or consider them dirty. There was one plate on the table and the cast iron frying pan on the stove that was overlooked – I am making an observation and writing it down to ensure I put all dishes that require attention in the sink, BEFORE asking him to wash them, otherwise, if I add even one cup during the process he’ll get all salty and look at me like I told him he got another 25 years added onto his sentence when he was days away from being released. Sink vision.
Fortune cookies suck – they aren’t even fortunes anymore they’re just common sentences.
Getting away for the weekend will help clear your mind.
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I have to start a new journal