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coincidence? i think not. (similar.)

WOMAN’S LOVE POEM

Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man, who’s not a creep,
One who’s handsome, smart and strong
One who loves to listen long,
One who thinks before he speaks,
One who’ll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he’s gainfully employed,
When I spend his cash, won’t be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair and opens my door,
Massages my back and begs to do more.
Oh! Send me a man who’ll make love to my mind,
Knows what to answer to “how big is my behind?”
I pray that this man will love me to no end,
And always be my very best friend.

MAN’S LOVE POEM

I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with
huge boobs who owns a bar on a golf course,
and loves to send me fishing and hunting. This
doesn’t rhyme and I don’t give a shit.

by, via

oh damn.

which way is the dancer spinning?

i saw it clockwise right away and couldn’t switch for like 10 minutes. tim saw it counter clockwise and had a moderately easy time switching.

so then i switched.

now i can’t switch back.

this is fun and infuriating at the same time. which way do you see first?

so after many months of planning to do it i finally went on etsy to check it out.

current finds, in order from really most wanted to really wanted:
Set of 4 Napkins in Tuquoise Linen with Brown Branches Print

Set of Four Turquoise Cereal Bowls

too lazy to save/upload for these. they are cute necklaces.
silver hedgehog necklace
tiny charm (necklace)
wish bone (necklace)

damn. etsy is neat. (it takes a lot of time to find what you want though; there is almost too much variety).