The List Volume LXXII
They say you’ve gotta take the good with the bad and I’d say that’s a pretty good rule of thumb. After all, not everyone’s life can be candy coated kisses and sparkly sprinkles all the time… nor should it be a constant shit storm. That’s where the intricate balancing act of life comes into play. It’s not always easy, trust me, I know. I’ve been a little negative lately. Weird. No, but seriously, I’ve been a real Sally Sad Sack and while I won’t completely deprive you of my weekly rant, I do fully intend on counterbalancing it with equal parts sunshine and kitty cats.
- The “gentleman” who sat next to me on my flight wearing a tank top (mank top?). Fine, I get it. I see I’m not gonna win the mank top battle, but please, for heaven’s sake, save it for the beach or the gym… or put on a cardigan??
- Coffee grounds at the bottom of your cup. A perfectly good way to ruin a perfectly good cup o’ joe.
- Tanning beds… can I offer you a smoke as well?
- Waking up with unidentified bruises… leaving me looking like I mighta had a rough night on the main stage.
- Living out of a suitcase.
- Living out of a suitcase.
- Having the best friends a girl could ask for. Good enough to miss ’em when we’re apart and good enough that they still love me through my shit storms in hopes of the next rainbow.
- I’m late to the party, but this never gets old.
- A warm and freshly washed towel awaiting me after a shower.
- A bed full of dogs.
Seeing as it was easier to write the “good” than it was the “bad,” I think I’m well on the way to recovery… whatever that means.
xx,
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