The microphone and I go along way back (I mean a looooong way); we met when I was approximately two and since then I’ve got this protruding arm movement which has the tendency swishing...
Little children from the daycare center being entertained by bored looking actually SuperStars-wannabe girls tempting to push a segway daycare child transport full of also bored kids through town
Although this picture insinuates I have been vomiting in my own lap because I looked at my husband when he just yawned in my face; it’s not.
hardly recovered from my almost chopped off thumb adventure; I now woke up without a thumb: it just fell off last night
Is everything alright James? Are you maybe slightly a bit sicky? Do I need to call you? What have I done to you? Is it my nose? Or maybe I’m too crazy? Or because I know Justin Bieber. I don’t know. How can we solve this?
After a weekend of high fever and also a sick husband and sick cat; the new week started on Monday, 5 o’clock in the morning at the sound of what looked like a huge...
When you say ‘hi’ to a towel
I have been nice to people for a really long time (my whole life), unless you mess with me, then I’ll mess back; but now (I mean in the context of I’ve really woken...
So once in a while I feel very important on Twitter. I should be; I am there since the last 10 years. I am a total Twitter-veteran with the lowest Tweet volume ever. Anyway...
Dear WhoEver made this earth,
Amazing accurate but snotty review of this smelly, suffocating, crime-fashion Black-Hooligan-Snot-Camouflage-outfit thing
This is how it looks like when your husband just saved your entire family from a flying projectile that flew towards your kitchen window
They ignored me and I wasn’t even looking arrogant!
The whole week turned out to become a week of all horrific dead bear sounds, sucking iPhone battery ghosts, creepy feelings and flying illuminated bulgy eyes all over the place.
Daughter sent me a DM with this pic of a long ear rabbit. Thing. Looks like a tremendously depressed pet who flew too much and now his ears need some time out or even...
Rough copy of casual situation when I went into the Christmas shop while husband is getting the car to go home.
Open letter to the Christmas tree terrorist
I didn’t want have to do anything with this and made sure I stayed yards behind him yelling loud and pointing at him “he is stealing a bicycle!!!!
I am the type of person who has got this ‘fragile-sinus-construction-glued-to-her-face’ kind of girl (or meanwhile maybe it is middle aged woman) and gets sick whenever the cold air is in town or whenever...