Non-Sequiturs

Needs to do a Coco Chanel and remove one accessory, but aside from that quibble, wow what an amazing body.

Beefy fur.

Yum.

Sexy couple.

Hunky hobbit.

That's one hot matte of fur.

Cutie.

I want to dribble honey down his chest and abs and lick it off.

Handsome ginger.

Fields of ginger.

Damn ginger.

Ginger on the go.

Sleepy sexy.

Damn.

Amazing.

Woof.

Love the ornateness of his tattoos.

Lovely view.

Wow.

Rough and tough.

Delicious.

Severe.

Awwww.

Groink.

Chesticles.

A killer smile will always get me.

Glasses and beard and shoulder fur.

Too cute.

Woof Daddy.

Grrr.

Yummy chest.

Sexy thruple.

UNF.

Beefy butt crack.

Dreamy.

Damn damn damn.

Nice beard and haircut.

Seriously?  Wow.

Beefy pit.

Beefy belly.

Fuuuuuuuuur.

Twist the night away.

Hey daddy.

I would not be able to say no to those eyes and that grin.

Whatcha thinking about?  Bear stuff.

Big slab o' beef.

I asked for your phone number, not the secret recipe for Coca-Cola.

I just don't like uncut. I have tried to appreciate it, but it is just not my thing.

I have no resistance to Snickers and Dr. Pepper.

Ultraviolet, the new album from Savannah metal band Kylesa, is slap yo mama good.

I love this picture.  Beauty out of chaos.

Not that this is a scientific study or anything, perhaps more of an ironic observation, but it seems that people who complain about people posting their gym check-ins usually are the ones who always post where they are eating or what they are eating.

To the trainer at my gym with the pissy attitude, get off your high horse. We all have to share the equipment. "Saving" a machine for your client has no effect on me. If you are not using it I am going to use it, and if I need to work in on the machine, you will have to get your panties out of their wad and deal with it.

And DJs, there are other songs you can play besides Swedish House Mafia's "Don't You Worry Child." Seriously, I checked.

If the reason you are mad/rude to me is because someone else was mad at me, shouldn't you not be mad at me anymore if the other person is no longer mad at me?

Just do it.

Never underestimate the overwhelming desire I have for murder while I am at an outlet mall.

When Yahoo! announced it was buying Tumblr, the two funniest things about it where that (1) Yahoo! had the cash to buy Tumblr, and (2) how many people had never heard of Tumblr? Seriously, how else do you look for hot pics of naked men?

There is a partner at my firm that never takes even a short break from working. Even walking down the hall he is either reading/editing a brief, answering an email on his phone, or carrying a work file with him. He even takes said things into the bathroom with him. Seriously though, can't he take even five minutes to take a dump without worrying about his billable hours?

If I attended all the events on Facebook I am suggested to go to, I would need several clones.

Calvin and Hobbes was the last sublime comic.

We call the elevator at my loft building the Murdervator. The doors open and close so slowly that if you were being chased by a homicidal lunatic, you would be killed quite easily.

We all do baby.

Is willfully ignoring someone the same thing as letting bad feelings go by the wayside?

Karma is an extremely nasty bitch.

Sometimes I really my head a little too far into music that I can't see the forest for the trees, however, I am still amazed with someone tells me they have never heard of Radiohead.

Who would have thought that posting a Skinny Puppy track on here would garner the most comments and likes I have ever gotten?

I don't think I want to travel in this area.  Ever.

The phrase "he/she can get whoever they want" is a wild exaggeration.

Why is it that every time I make good progress on what I want to look like workout-wise I always end up injuring part of my arm and can't workout for a week.

Do they have keys for skyscrapers?

This it simultaneously scary and beautiful.

Getting your panties in a wad over something I allegedly did or did not do is kind of pointless when you have not actually met me. #yourcrazyisshowing

Although Pitchfork can be a little too smarty-pants for its own good at times, this description of Iceage got a giggle from me: "[Th]e members look more like One Direction-gone-to-seed than bellicose reactionaries."

Bigmusclebear.com needs a block function.

Your extreme cute of the day.  Phasers set to awwwwww.

Lyrics Rattling Around My Brain

"No wiser now
Toll blew reason to go
Teeth sunk deep
Both heads hit the ceiling
Innocence becomes sharks

Sacrificial lamb and I
Stay when we think we have something to show
Motion won't last that long
This is how we move
Even when it's all over
We're still holding on
Iodine swallow

All the sky, let it fall
Bite your lip, let go
Still in over my head cold
I know
That old sea is feeling sick from me
I know now
It's me, I'm over."

When Saints Go Machine
"Iodine"

"I was solid gold
I was in the fight
I was coming back
From what seemed like a ruin
I couldn't see
You coming so far
I just turn around
And there you are

I'm so surprised you want to dance with me now
I was just getting used to living life without you around
I'm so surprised you want to dance with me now
You always said I held you way too high off the ground

You didn't see me I was falling apart
I was a white girl in a crowd of white girls in the park
You didn't see me I was falling apart
I was a television version of a person with a broken heart

And everybody was gone
You were staring down the street cause you were trying not to crack up
Bona Drag was still on
Now I only think about Los Angeles when the sound kicks out."

The National
"Pink Rabbits"

"One hand
loves the other
so much on me

Born stubborn, me
will always be
before you count 123
I will have grown my own private branch
of this tree

You : gardener
You : discipliner
domestically
I can obey all of your rules
and still be : be

I never thought I would compromise."

Bjork
"Unison"

"Didn't know what this would be
But I knew I didn't see
What you thought you saw in me
I jumped the gun
So sure you'd split and run
Ready for the worst
Before the damage was done

Ohoh oohoh ooho oho

The storm never came
Or it never was
Didn't know getting lost in the blue
It meant I wound up losing you

Welcome to the inner workings of my mind
So dark and foul I can't disguise, can't disguise
Nights like this I become afraid
Of the darkness in my heart
Hurricane."

MS MR
"Hurricane"

Appealing Things

When Saints Go Machine
Bear Week in Provincetown
Long weekends
Having a classically trained chef for a partner
Getting through my 5 am workouts without killing myself

Annoying Things

The 1.5 mile drive to Andrew's that takes soooo long during rush hour
Biting into a mushy apple
Waiting for the new Boards of Canada record to come out