Happy Joy Sunshine
I wrote almost exactly two years ago about how the best weather occurs during the first few warm days of the year, when it's been crappy and cold out, then suddenly warm. Today was one of those days.
I wonder if this principle applies to other areas of life. If we ate crappy food for a month, would Kraft Dinner suddenly be a gourmet meal? If we slept on the floor for a week, would our beds be that much more comfortable? It's better to have loved then lost than never to have loved at all, but is it better to have lost then loved than to have loved all along?
The reverse must also hold true. After turkey and stuffing and beer and relaxation all weekend, going back to tofu and water and school won't be as fun as it once was.
Oh well, at least there are leftovers.
P.S. I got the painting above from Celene, completely without permission. She has some seriously awesome art there.
11 Comments:
I guess it's a "grass is always greener..." mentality.
You do bring up a really good point there sir. Sleeping with cheap whores makes going back to the wife/girlfriend so much more fun!
That picture looks very "Corpse Bride."
Pappy: That depends on if your girlfriend/wife is worse than a cheap whore or not.
(mine's not)
And yeah, it does remind me of Corpse Bride / Nightmare Before Christmas. Tim Burton is probably rolling in his grave.
"If we ate crappy food for a month, would Kraft Dinner suddenly be a gourmet meal? "
I answer with a yes.
During midterms, I got a craving for Kraft Dinner at 3am. I had not had it for a solid year and change.
I made a box (albeit expired, but still good) and it was delicious.
^ And don't hate on cheap whores.
They're experienced.
Kraft Dinner expires? I've never checked the date...I've probably eaten lots of stale KD.
But yeah, it can be delicious if you don't have it too often. Especially with hot dogs in it. Mmmmmm.
Your blantant piracy of another person's art disgustens me.
You should respect the images the other persons put up on the internets!
you got everything going on in this post, kraft dinner, love, art, whores and a whole lot more! I don't know how you do it phronk, but you do. what's a phronk!!???
George: Your disregard for the English language pukens my heart.
Sarah: Hehe...OK, I never mentioned whores. That was Pappy. I'll tell you the closely guarded secret of what a Phronk is sometime soon. Maybe in a day or two. I'm tired.
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