I'm watching The Adjustment Bureau (Matt Damon/Emily Blunt) for the first time in several years. I love that film. I paused it briefly and I should use that time to go down to the parking garage and throw the cover on the bike but I'm too lazy

still haunting me.I'm thinking this is hysterical.girlfriends - a few glasses of wine into it. one of them (lives alone) starts bitching about some work she needs done. good help is hard to find. me: yeah, my dude takes care of that. her: can i borrow him? i’ll pay. bff (without skipping a beat): oh honey, you can’t pay him the way she does.
am thinking, i fucking love her.
My Tuxedo cat went missing the day I went away for a week, a week ago. I'm drinking whiskey and listening to Dionne Warwick. What it's all about Alfie?How about a grumpy old cat dude
I lost daddy’s girl, my princess after 16 years on July 11th. She was the queen of the house and even though she was half the size of the others they knew it
My house and heart are no longer the same![]()
am right there with you babe. i anthropomorphize the oddest, most unexpected things. it’s not what it is, it’s what means, what it meant.We've both been sad all day because we miss our beat-to-shit, barely able to make to the dealership to get traded-in, old car.
20 years and 200k+ miles of memories... vacations, kids, dogs. It never let us down. I never uttered the words "this piece of shit"... which is quite rare for me. I never thought I could get emotional over a car (it's my wife's fault... she started it)
We really loved that thing. As i get older i'm surprised by the things that get to me.