rembrandtvanrijns:I’m sick of temporal plans. I don’t want to hang out next Wednesday, let’s chill…

rembrandtvanrijns:

I’m sick of temporal plans. I don’t want to hang out next Wednesday, let’s chill after the next thunderstorm. Meet me when it’s 75 degrees. Time isn’t real.

speaking as a desert-dweller, THIS. 

although technically that would mean I could hang with my friends in, like, December and January only, so

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rembrandtvanrijns:I’m sick of temporal plans. I don’t want to hang out next Wednesday, let’s chill…

rembrandtvanrijns:

I’m sick of temporal plans. I don’t want to hang out next Wednesday, let’s chill after the next thunderstorm. Meet me when it’s 75 degrees. Time isn’t real.

speaking as a desert-dweller, THIS. 

although technically that would mean I could hang with my friends in, like, December and January only, so

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stream of consciousness

Hmmm, I am about to buy sixty bucks’-worth of sticks. That is a lot of money, and also a lot of sticks. I should buy fewer sticks. If I buy fewer sticks, I’d lose the cheap shipping. OH WAIT there is a wood place down the road, I could get raw sticks and finish them myself! Sanding that shit by hand will be a nightmare. I have like four hand-sanders, but they’re huge. I need a smaller sander. Too big. Too big. Still too damn big. I need … I need A LATHE! YES. I NEED A TINY LATHE IN MY OFFICE. Wait why are tiny lathes like five hundred dollars? Maybe sixty bucks’-worth of sticks is the way to go.

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