20 pounds down, but still more to go.
I didn’t bother weighing myself until people kept pointing out that my clothes were too big and I looked smaller.
sipping coffee, smoking bowls, listening to music, balancing my budget, putting the finishing touches on the final work i turn in for the spring 2012 semester, continuing the unfucking of my habitat, and smiling because life is good
those moments when i turn my music up loud, open the windows and the front door, burn incense, smoke weed, rearrange furniture, change the page on the calendar, talk to my mom for over an hour about everything and nothing, make my best friend laugh repeatedly, introduce people to the vagina song, finish a book in a day, look forward to reading more books, sit still and do nothing, sit still and say nothing, pause to get a kiss from #him, decide to throw away everything in my closet that makes me look fatter than i am, throw away anything in this apartment I don’t really need, drink coffee late in the day, smile for no reason at all except i’m happy — those define life.
It’s Friday. I’m high on life and other things. Caffeine. Edibles. The general knowledge that my life is moving in a very positive direction.
I’m grateful.
Love. Live. Life.
20 pounds down, but still more to go.
I didn’t bother weighing myself until people kept pointing out that my clothes were too big and I looked smaller.
the lingering combination of the caffeine i ingested via a full pot of coffee and the pot i inhaled first thing this morning.
wake and bake is real and incredible.
Well, judge me all you want, but this is one of my favorite drinks. Add alcohol (rum! gin! vodka!) and it’s a tasty adult beverage over ice. You’re welcome.
just received this ecard. i have perfect friends.
this is beautiful.
hilarious. and applicable.