That’s Dr. Pepper, baby.
That’s Dr. Pepper, baby.
Not Bacardi.
“Who has not sat before his own heart’s curtain? It lifts: and the scenery is falling apart.”
- Rainer Maria Rilke
These are good times I must proclaim when peace is achieved by simply sitting on the shitter while having a nice game of iPhone Scrabble!
Capturing Texture
I could not ask the sky to be anymore bluer since it is, after all, the end of November.
I could ask for a friend to break me from my solitude, after all, it is…
Well I guess now and then my mood protrudes and requires a little bit
Of company.
We waited half an hour for our local Taco Bell to complete this order. Personally, I think very highly of Taco Bell personnel. They are so detrimental to our existence! =)
“Blue skies… smiling at me… Nothing but blue skies… do I see… Blue birds singing a song… Nothing but blue birds… all day long…”
Only an idiot thinks that saying more means more.
Heh… It’s so funny… Where I work… Manual laborers exaggerating their physical feats of the day…