so once me and my wife were watching a documentary where a snake ate like a million eggs. that snake just went to fucking town on eggs. and the snake made the eggs look so good that i kept thinking about it, and thinking about it, and thinking about it, and eventually it was 11pm and i ran out of willpower and decided to eat one (1) singular raw egg just to prove to myself that the snake was surely a liar.
the snake was not a liar. texture is like, super important to me and raw eggs are very Texture so i had another one, and then another one, and then another one, and eventually i ran out of eggs.
i had like, fifteen raw eggs.
i didnt really know how to explain this momentary madness to my wife, so my Plan was to put all the eggshells into a grocey bag, and then throw that grocery bag in the dumpster, and if she never noticed that would be Excellent and if she noticed immediately i could lie and say that the eggs went bad.
except i cant lie very good, and of course with murphys law being such, i got salmonella.
so i threw up a lot and my wife asked me what poisoned me so and i tried very hard to dodge the question but i was oozing shame like oil from a room temperature cheese and eventaully i gave in and told her everything and to her enormous credit she was more flabbergasted than actually upset. she did make me promise to not eat any more raw eggs, which i have stuck to, and she gives me weird looks during nature documentaries now as if desire was the only thing keeping me from eating thousands of pounds of krill
anyway i made a joke earlier about being able to eat my age in eggs and my sister in law in law made a drawing to comemorate the moment and also because it was my birthday. she's excellent. thank you 10000000% @cintailed. you should all visit her page and admire her work.
i’m gonna cry it’s raining right now and i just passed by a family where both parents were without an umbrella but their kid who couldn’t have been older than like 3-4 was proudly holding this GIANT umbrella whose diameter was as tall (if not taller) as the kid. both the parents were getting absolutely drenched but u could tell the kid was just so happy to have an “adult” task and carry the umbrella themselves and i think that sacrifice is what love is all about
in the hour or so it took me to draw this op turned reblogs off
EDIT: reblogs are STAYING OFF. op was right and correct and i have never regretted making a post as much as this one. if you want to reblog my art you can reblog something else from my blog. or commission me, lord knows i deserve financial compensation for the nightmare this post has put me through
I don't know if I should get excited - or anticipate anything whatsoever joyful other than assuming the worst.
These booming thoughts going through my head all day, consuming my every waking minute. Inside I'm freaking out and outside I'm just...
Stunned...
I'm walking through my day nonchalantly as though you didn't say you wanted to go out with me tomorrow.
I don't know what to say?
I don't know what to do?
Worst case scenario, he doesn't/can't come and I'm sitting here like a fool in my outfit that took me all day to pick out.
Or....
The Best case scenario is that it actually happens and someone actually wants to spend time with me and I get to sit like a fool somewhere else wearing the said outfit above.
I want people to be sincere and compassionate.
I know that everything doesn't revolve around me or anything, but when you're dealing with me friendship or relationship-wise my feelings and stuff factor into the equations too right?
I hope this works out,
I'm scared - anxious, nervous.
What if you see me and you think I'm weird?
Or you'll think "Oh God, what is she wearing? Do I really have to leave the house with this woman?" Lol
I hope not and I kinda hope you're wondering the same stuff about me.
had a real life "and everybody clapped" moment and im still reeling. spent the rest of the ride comparing butterfly pics with the old lady next to me trying to identify it
people are saying do it scared, but you also gotta do it alone. you'll miss out on so much you want to do if you wait til someone will do it with you. do it scared and do it alone.