“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.” -Rumi

“When I am with you, we stay up all night. When you’re not here, I can’t go to sleep. Praise God for those two insomnias! And the difference between them.” -Rumi

We will have to repent in this generation not merely for the hateful words and actions of the bad people but for the appalling silence of the good people. — “Letter from Birmingham Jail,” April 16, 1963

Respect your haters. They are the ones who think you are better than them. -Unknown

You don’t understand, no-one does. When a woman makes the choice to marry, to have children; in one way her life begins but in another way it stops. You build a life of details. You become a mother, a wife and you stop and stay steady so that your children can move. And when they leave they take your life of details with them. And then you’re expected move again only you don’t remember what moves you because no-one has asked in so long. Not even yourself. You never in your life think that love like this can happen to you. -Francesca, Bridges of Madison County

“Motherfuckin’ tittysuckin’ two-balled bitch!” -Agent Zoil – Paul

Random and Odd

POST IT NOTE:

17 August, 2006 /

Tomorrow is SPF: Your supplies, Your Bag (or purse) your Mail Box.

I really NEED to go to the PG&E office and make a payment before they shut me off.

Call the car dealership to see when my car will be finished. (Did I mention that after 34 miles of driving the car it STARTED KNOCKING and POPPING and WHINING? yeah, I brought it back)

Find my bedroom floor under all the CRAP!

Kill Kara’s dog for peeing under my bed.

Burn CDs of pictures for back up.

I don’t know WHY I write these. I went back through a bunch of my ‘post it notes’ I didn’t do ANY of them.
I suck.

I wish RSG and Pissy lived with me. They would bleach my stuff. Then my sister could move in and remind me to put stuff away. If my mom lived here she could fold my laundry…it takes a village to raise a child, but it takes the whole internet to raise Random and odd.
What would you bring to the Random and Odd household if you moved in?