Saturday, February 6, 2016

Words, Collection One

Don't say I didn't warn you! 

People who hang out with me have hopefully acquired a general understanding that I file almost everything I see, hear, touch, smell, or taste. I have very large files. So if we've had a conversation at some point, and you find yourself reading something of mine that sounds very familiar, that's probably because it is.


Okay, so I haven't actually made that into a t-shirt because the printer was acting up and wouldn't talk to my computer, so then my computer got upset and wouldn't talk to the printer, so I was stuck with all kinds of things to print and nowhere to print them to.



I watch people and then I think how to describe them. Sorry, guys. Deal with it.






At least this friend knew what she was in for.






This thought of mine made my parents wonder what they'd done wrong raising me. I don't know why they wondered that because it seemed like a perfectly reasonable thing to do. My mother was also bothered the other night because I was wondering what it would look like if Mr. Spock had to substitute for Santa Claus.




And this gem. :) 

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