“If one has a realistic bad dream, the next morning breakfast must be eaten before the dream can be mentioned or discussed. Otherwise, the bad dream will come true.”
Gaze
Ummmm, this is great, right? Yes, yes it is! Especially because of the fact that I'm constantly telling people what to watch and episodes of things that are great - and I always want to be sitting beside them to see if they're actually enjoying it. Saying, that out loud makes it seem abnormal, I realize. I just love watching shows/movies I love with friends! Or forcing them to sit in one spot and soak up whatever hilarity I'm placing upon their eyes. Either way.
Such a great idea!
“She stared at her reflection in the glossed shop window as if to make sure, moment by moment, that she continued to exist.”
Love
I absolutely hate the (non)word bae, but this I love, love, love.
(Courtesy of labias.)
Harry Connick Jr.
Harry Connick Jr. talking about his daughters dating on Ellen.
Make Someone Happy - Jimmy Durante
I have been waiting for years for some company to finally use this perfect song in one of their campaigns. If it weren't Coca-Cola who'd claimed it, then I would've likely endorsed its usage here. Considering the fact that I'll never support Coke and their ludicrous "Open Happiness" campaign, there's no need to post the commercial here. I can, however, still share this perfect song.
Meaty: Essays By Samantha Irby - A Review
Available on Amazon
Available on Amazon
REALLY liked it. I'd never heard of Samantha Irby or her blog before reading this book, so this is a completely unbiased post. Here are the notes I made during reading it.
- "You have to order anal sex two days in advance, like peking duck."
- The whole chapter on her mom is insanely interesting and if you're going to read one essay out of the whole book, make it this one.
- Love The One You're With is kind of a really sad song.
- I should re-watch The Wizard of Oz. I wonder if it's still a good movie.
- "What gets me hot is all of the other shit. Dreaming about someone whose allergies I need to remember when I'm at the grocery store: that's where the real romance is. Because I've had sex before. What a fucking snooze, my dude. Sex is so dumb and boring and unless you're in really incredible shape or you have a ridiculous imagination and are into some really freaky shit, what you do and what I do is limited to a handful of very similar things. Even your grandmother has been choked and spit on and handcuffed. Why don't we instead dream up some motherfuckers who will set up the automatic renewal on our magazine subscriptions?"
- "I don't want to fuck a dude who has a "hairstyle.""
- Gotta remember to read some Chelsea Handler to see if I like her.
- "I need to pick one when I go out: EATING THINGS or DRINKING THINGS because doing both makes me poor."
- The recipes she includes at the end of the book? Not only is that adorable as hell, but also the coolest and smartest way to end a book EVER.
You can buy the book on Amazon and her blog can be found at Bitches Gotta Eat.
Special thank you to Adele for the recommendation and the loan!
“Don’t put a television set in your bedroom. You figure out why.”
Holiday Decorations Box
Other than teachers, I never knew who bought holiday decorations. Little did I know that it would be ADULT ME!
I'm currently in the process of obtaining the contents for my first year-round holiday box, since this is technically the first year I've lived without roommates (I don't consider Nathan a roommate since I love him) and once you no longer have roommates - you can decorate the hell out of your home with no concern for others.
Just incase this somehow isn't clear, a holiday box is a box full of holiday decorations for all the holidays of the year. AND WE ALL SHOULD HAVE ONE IN OUR HOMES! I don't think we need to go nuts with excessive decorations, but there are such simple things you can do to make your home look more festive and warm. And the Dollaramas these days have stuff that don't necessarily look like they came from Dollarama!
The decorations don't always have to be lame signs (like the one I have above). Subtly allude to the oncoming holiday with colours or accoutrements! Look at this Easter piece I just got for $2 that I intend to put in a vase in mid-March.
You're telling me that's not gorgeous? Get out of here.
Get on this, everyone!
Siblings
NOTE: If you don't have any siblings, I recommend that you leave this post. It'll only make you feel worse about being an only child.
Now, the rest of you: DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW LUCKY YOU ARE TO HAVE A SIBLING?! I really hope you do. Here are mine.
I think I've been overly in love with my brothers for about... 14 years or so. It started when I was around 16 years old and they suddenly started treating me like a real person. I used to think of them as polar opposites for some reason (I think that idea was based on the kind of music they liked?) and that I was the link between them that would bring us all together. Kind of a self-centered thought, but it made sense to me at the time.
In any case, there were years when I was closer to one of them and then years when I was closer to the other. This went on for awhile until finally coming to the present day where I like to think we're all in a wicked place with one another. I don't know what kind of person I'd be without them and I'm not sure they even know how strongly I feel about us all.
Actually, I think they know. I'm pretty vocal about that kind of stuff.
What the hell is my point here? I guess it's that I hope you're close with your siblings. And if not close, then I think it's good to have some kind of communication with these people who share so much of your past. I pride myself on not judging people too swiftly, but if I ever come in contact with someone who tells me they have a bad relationship with one of their siblings? Yikes. I almost immediately write them off. Is that wrong? 'Cause I can't stop that feeling.
It's kind of a (previously unspoken, now public) dream of mine that one day when me and my brothers are all married and old and all of our wives and husbands have passed away, then me, Gary and Robbie can live in a house together again. If that can somehow happen, I'll lose my mind I'll be so happy.
Anyway, this was a lot of rambling. Can we just consider this post to be a PSA about maybe giving your brother or sister a call to see what's up?