Waiting means I’ve spend future time doing stuff I could get done right now. I could get the satisfaction of knowing all the work I’m doing RIGHT NOW is worth something NOW, not just in the future, and I can later be free to chase other future projects and a much higher/better outcome instead of being stuck doing this one thing for a long, long, long time. Waiting ROBS ME of future success. Waiting delays my worth and rewards. Waiting is the fucking devil.
but that’s ‘cause I’m insane. :D
Someone want to paint me these feathers on a canvas? I think I need at least one in my bedroom.
I think I can help with this request.
This is insane and I absolutely love it.
Dear Dallas Fort Worth weather forecasters. You all are the proverbial boy who cries wolf, so I never take your seriously. Now I’m stuck and am unsure of what to do now that there’s ice everywhere. I hate you, and I hope you’re having worse luck than I am with this weather.
So, with a full warning (who watches tv news anymore?), looking outside, and what must be a facebook, twitter, instagram (and now tumblr) post storm about how shitty the weather is (plus the sleet hitting your windows all night) you still decided to brace yourself knowing that winter was coming? This is Dallas, 80° one day, 27° the next. You can even type what the weather is like right now on google and it’ll tell you…
Don’t even feel bad for you one bit. Nope.
and wife beaters… Oh, hold up, it exists it’s called ANY gay bar. #pfff
It feels so weird that I’m surrounded by these types of people, at lesser degrees, but still.