Anything to do with any type of weather less than 75 degrees and sunny. Fuck snow, fuck rain, fuck ice, fuck layers of clothing, fuck wind, fuck boots, fuck gloves & dexterity loss, fuck wearing jackets while driving, fuck windshield wiper fluid, fuck gas bills, fuck blankets. I hate it all!!
Anything to do with any type of weather less than 75 degrees and sunny. Fuck snow, fuck rain, fuck ice, fuck layers of clothing, fuck wind, fuck boots, fuck gloves & dexterity loss, fuck wearing jackets while driving, fuck windshield wiper fluid, fuck gas bills, fuck blankets. I hate it all!!
Anything to do with any type of weather less than 75 degrees and sunny. Fuck snow, fuck rain, fuck ice, fuck layers of clothing, fuck wind, fuck boots, fuck gloves & dexterity loss, fuck wearing jackets while driving, fuck windshield wiper fluid, fuck gas bills, fuck blankets. I hate it all!!
Anything to do with any type of weather less than 75 degrees and sunny. Fuck snow, fuck rain, fuck ice, fuck layers of clothing, fuck wind, fuck boots, fuck gloves & dexterity loss, fuck wearing jackets while driving, fuck windshield wiper fluid, fuck gas bills, fuck blankets. I hate it all!!
vacuuming up dog hair puffs...I don't even have a puffy dog, I brush him, I vacuum every day and there are still hair puffs EVERYWHERE!
The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.
Work. Not the kind of work where you labor all day and produce something tangible. I mean wasting my days in front of a computer answering phone calls and returning emails. That work.
I could without having to listen to people piss and moan and pule about cold weather and snow for the next 4 months! Small talk will now solely consist of bitching about the winter season that comes, like clockwork, every year...just as it has for their entire lives and they still can't get over it.
I could also do without having to pay bills. That would be nice.
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And the bed linens.
Backaches
You never really had to begin with.
Sometimes it's not the song that makes you emotional it's the people and things that come to your mind when you hear it.
Like shoveling snow? I don't get it.
Are you saying name things you have to do, but don't want to?
we will find a way, we will find our place
You never really had to begin with.
Sometimes it's not the song that makes you emotional it's the people and things that come to your mind when you hear it.
YESSS!!!
- Christopher McCandless
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lol
Small talk will now solely consist of bitching about the winter season that comes, like clockwork, every year...just as it has for their entire lives and they still can't get over it.
I could also do without having to pay bills. That would be nice.