You know those weekends where, instead of obsessively obsessing over every word of your Monday blog post, you instead decide to hang out with a plethora of awesome peoples, eat a ridic & embarrassing number of Voodoo Donuts, get totally ignored by your dream man, and generally have a shit ton of fun? Then you wake up on Monday morning at 6 am like, “Crapola, I have nothing to post on the bloggy-blog today?!”
Yeah, me neither–
that is, not until now.
Also, you know those weekends when you realize that, Holy shizeez, all this crap I stress out about all the time–
all this stuff I think is so DEATHLY REDONKULOUSLY SERIOUS–
it actually isn’t?!
Like, just maybe
you could lighten up a little and the world wouldn’t end!?
Like, you could even miss a Monday blog post or use “your” when you’re supposed to use “you’re” (PLEASE DO NOT DO THIS) and the world
[But then you'd end up pumping this post out after all, because HOLY CRAP I love you guys and how could I live a week without you?!]
Anyhow, the moral of the story is just this:
Havva little fun today, you guys.
Heck, havva little fun for the rest of your life.
Fun is the sexiest-sexy-sex-thing in the entire world.
- Therese Schwenkler
You know why?
Because fun is fun.
And because it’s sexy.
And also, because I said so.
Take a deep breath rightnow and try asking your surrious self this one weird question:
WOULD THE WORLD END IF I WERE WILLING TO HAVE MORE FUN TODAY??
For some strange reason, most of us have this idea that the stuff of life is so DEATHLY SERIOUS. We wanna say the perfect thing. Wear the perfect thing. Do the perfect thing. Be the perfect thing.
We’d better not screw up; we’d better get this right; we’d better not miss that deadline, or else…
or else what?!!
Excuse me for a quick sec, guys…
That is all.
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[Image by Tambako the Jaguar]
Not how you think.
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