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I’m feeling fairly confident that my extensive viewing of various crime shows, as well as my uncanny ability to always guess the murderer in Clue (it’s always Colonel Mustard in the Dining Room or Billiard Room, with a Candlestick or Reverend Green in the Study or the Conservatory, with a Revolver - ALWAYS!) would make me the most excellent FBI agent (preferably within the BSU) – alternatively a very popular crime novelist or quite successful serial killer. 39 more words
Pros of living alone:
✔ No one gets upset if you drink straight from the milk carton.
✔ No one tells you that you’re “halway there to become a crazy cat lady person” because you have more than one cat (…and you occasionally carry out entire conversations with them). 74 more words
I think some deity (or possibly an apparition) is trying to tell me something through Spotify’s shuffle feature (appropriately enough I’m listening to a massive playlist christened Russian Roulette containing songs I love, hate, love to hate, hate to love or any emotional range in-between) – this is the third consecutive song I’ve listened to that’s telling me that “you only live once”.