Need someone to hide easter eggs in my apartment when im not home

"I need someone to hide easter eggs in my apt when i am not there ! They are small and filled with candy! I would like to find them myself on sunday! I am willing to pay! Serious inquiries only!"

how time works

every time i turn around it's seven o-clock. and i have things to do-o. o .

miaow

kittens playing with my eyelash curler. this is maybe dirty.

tilt your head a little this way

senior yearbook photo today. how do you prefer to be preserved for posterity?

fairfax

every grownup hates the neverending story - yt

psychobabble

i came here for raspberry mocha, the best raspberry mocha in town. i came here and no raspberry. my iced mocha, however, still tastes like heaven and you can (i can) tell that it begs for raspberry.

littlest pet shop

cat litter in my shoes because the kittens use them as boats

idleness

The ukulele is the sound of not working.

new pastime

looking at pictures of pancakes from the griddle

green grass grows

grass is so much more fascinating when it grows in a cuppy on your desk

glee

parmer he likes the singing so happy

baby gumm

the other night as i was falling asleep i saw a fox with a slice of triangular-prism watermelon for a face. i saw after that, a succession of fantastical and iimpossible foxes

way down yonder

have you ever felt like a lousy performer with paralyzing stage fright, an awfully unimaginative video game designer, and a business person more inept than the first two combined? have you ever felt like you're not particularly good at anything and that you won't do much before you die? have you ever felt like your closest are so much more talented than you are and destined for better things and you're a good-for-nothing drifter? yeah, something like that.

i cycle cph

still pining over old photos. also, i feel like painting. i don't think i have my paints in this new apartment.

status dying

pining through old photos, breathing through half a nose, feeling bleak about life, coughing

flu 2009

don't come near. infe-ctious.

leave it to beaver

After all, why should I
take the blame for these mechanical imperfections, with
which all of us must contend.

my jolly giant

Dinnerplates

Diminutive

september sixth

my father is an emotionally distant man,

she wolf

we like rihanna, but we love shakira.

sludge drinks for breakfast

on thursday morning in class i experienced something i have always wanted to try - a pepsi / coke challenge. we had an unlabeled liter each of coca-cola, rc cola, and pepsi and were invited to try a sample of each and attempt to identify them by flavor alone. i have always preferred coke to pepsi. and rc...never touch the stuff. generic is for the cheap. it turns out that i actually can't tell the difference between any of them. all of my guesses were wrong. what's more is that when unlabeled, these drinks just look like gloogy plastic bottles of brown goop and i was disgusted by all of them. they all tasted bad. and i love coke.

blah humbug

i'm in a terrible mood, one that is immune to both gelato and television

let's make it happen

children seeking attention have found creative ways to simulate haemolacriatic symptoms

gerber

tonight someone in my video game class definitely smelled like baby food