Tag Archives: House

#527 To Irony and Shoes Going Hand In Hand:


My ironic shoes from Post #508 that share a name with Captain Cubicle arrived today (okay, yesterday….it’s only 21 minutes into the next day).

 

And look, here he is now, complaining about how he had to brave the cold 500-miles-away-from-here weather to rescue his new iPad from his car.

 

It’s still colder here.

 

Wait….he remembers that I don’t have heat in my house (again, long story ala Post #522, don’t ask)?

 

Well, not like I didn’t whine about it every day last winter,
Snarky

From the Quote Collection #150


Snarky: “I walked into the house, and it smelled pretty nice. Just a little like cheese, but with Roomie, that’s expected.”

Her Boy: “Roomie does tend to smell like cheese.”

Snarky: “I’ll take your word for it. I don’t go smelling my roommate all that often.”

Her Boy: “I’m don’t live here, so I guess I can smell him.”

#445 To Things I Swore I Would Never Do Again:


After I moved out of the dorms freshman year, I promised myself that I wouldn’t wear pajamas out of my house/apartment.

 

And here I am, sitting in 106, wearing my pajama shirt under my sweatshirt.

 

It’s definitely a testament to how exhausted I am and how draining work was last night.

 

Plus, with no makeup and my hair up in pigtails, I look like I’m twelve.

 

To top it all off, it’s a twelve year old with a red nose to rival Rudolph’s.

 

And this is how much I care…

 

Yeah, I don’t.

 

Too tired,
Snarky

#134 To People Who Aren’t Student Athletes:


You cannot, and I stress the ‘not’ part, leave your dorm, apartment, house, cardboard box, dumpster without putting on a real pair of shoes.

Those calf-length socks and Nike comfort slides (yes, I looked it up for the sake of specificity) just don’t cut it.

Unless you’re a student athlete.
They have an excuse, you don’t,
Snarky