Jake is my perfect because when I need to write something and grab a prompt from my list and tell him about it, he comes up with one idea, I come up with another, and together they form a half-decent story
me: *takes a selfie with a sexy-commanding face*
me: *forgets to change expressions*
me: *gives same expression to boss*
tmw your company is advertising on Tumblr
we need a toughness. to penetrate the internet
I can’t decide which is a better description of our new guy: awkwardly charming or charmingly awkward
today’s “the kind of” character: the kind of guy who wears the same plaid shirts every day into his 30s and 40s because in junior high his crush told him “oh you totally pull that off, babe”
earlier this lady was like… irate about us not having “books for babies,” so I was all: here’s the illustrated storybooks and the board books! and she was like no. i want BOOKS for BABIES. not (gesture at board books) these. Younger than this!!!!
what did she mean? what kind of book is a Book for Babies??? Because I don’t think babies really care what you read to them. Babies can’t read
the power of the Babe
Think of it as sharp and commanding, like a crow!
my dear friend Tom, everyone.
posting this so it’s on my blog forever.