Heathens.
OK, I have no idea why I am noticing this now, but city is loud. Not just the nearby traffic and sirens, but a low ambient whubub. It's kinda freaking me out that I can pick it out. Out where my parents live, it's nature and the occasional whoosh of a vehicle up I-25. Up in the mountains, rush of the wind in the pines, and absent that, you'd occasionally be able to hear traffic down in the valley, 4000ft below. In Bhutan it was.... a barking dog, rush of the river below. But so much silence. But I've lived in the city for 12 years. I kinda ignored it.
And suddenly this week, I can hear the city. I can't escape it. It's like an olfactory supersensitivity. It's making me a little weird.
I mean, I would use "totes," but only ironically. I would use totes for grocery shopping.
you did not pick it up from me.
I fell asleep in mac's bed while waiting for him to fall asleep. now I'm awake again. I should go to bed, right?
Oops. Eastwick got cancelled. Sorry, Johann.
The forgotten got more episodes ordered. God, that had a boring pilot.
oh, sorry for my friend Jason, too.
The forgotten got more episodes ordered. God, that had a boring pilot.
amen. snoozefest.
"Totes"? You've been hanging with a bad crowd, my friend, picking up their "lingo."
I learned it from Jesse and msbelle!
They are totes the worst crowd there is!
(Although they both just denied being the source of your "lingo." Which, of course, a bad crowd would do!)
I use totes but I did not realize I used it that often. I would totes have called Jesse on it.
All y'all are like the Pink Ladies -- bon bon, Jesse, and msbelle. (Aka, totes a bad crowd.)
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Pink Ladies the girl gang with the swell jackets, NOT pink ladies the cocktail.
I fell asleep in mac's bed while waiting for him to fall asleep. now I'm awake again. I should go to bed, right?
YES. I hate when I fall asleep at like 6:00 PM with a kid. And then I'm up at like 3:00. It's a pain.
I have to go to work tomorrow then off on Wednesday. OFF OFF OFF OFF! That is joy in the typing.
Pink Ladies the girl gang with the swell jackets, NOT pink ladies the cocktail.
Ahhh, the Pink Gingham Junta.