I am addicted to...

popcorn popped in olive oil.



GET OUT OF MY LIFE OK??! BUYER'S REMORSE OVER HERE....

It's so zensusl when...

the same damn song you've heard a million times still gives you dem chillz <3

Damn music, you zensusl.

World...

I just cried at the DVD TITLE MENU of a movie...



WHAT IS THIS I DONT EVEN.....

Lazy Sunday, etc.

I'm pretty sure when allergies persist for > a day, and are largely unaffected by allergy medication, they are in fact, not allergies at all but actually some other type of illness like a cold or a flu or the plague, I'm not really sure.

Also, Oktoberfest Beck's...thanks for existing.

also holla thanks @ my adopted German grandmother for explaining to me the meaning behind Oktoberfest.

Mellowcreme Pumpkins...

Thanks for soothing my itchy eyes and runny nose, you're about as effective as zyrtec.
And probably just as filled with chemicals.



Also, a big thank you to the truck that threw a fuckin' sandy beach into my eyes, it's just what I needed.

Leaky toilet?

NOT A PROBLEM WHEN YOU'RE MACGYVER AKA ME.



PROBLEM SOLVED.

Creepy people who stare shamelessly...

Kudos, I hope to be half as creepy as you someday.

Upon returning from another valiant journey, I grabbed my car keys and set out to dismantle my front tire from the rest of my bicycle and somehow shove the whole thing in my trunk/backseat area. Because I lack all upper body strength, it took me a good ten minutes to fold down the seats, remove the tire, and lift/situate the bike into the available space while trying not to scratch my car. As I struggled quite clearly and grumbled many profanities, I couldn't help but notice the creepy man sitting on his motorized wheelchair in the doorway with his head resting on his hand, clearly absorbed with the show I was putting on. We exchanged a painfully awkward gaze into each others' eyes, and parted ways. Well, I parted ways, because he just stayed there in the doorway staring at me. Needless to say, my performance left him speechless.



Pic related, this is google's idea of what "bike trunk struggle" looks like.