this cat is prettier than most humans..
why is it behind bars save it
oh my god
I have a list of scenes that never get old, that never fail to make my heart ache, and never, ever are touched on by the onslaught of television/movies shows. This is one of the Top 5. This is one of the best.
We first watched these episodes right around the time my mom died, and I will always, always put this up there as probably the best encapsulation of the terrible, terrible, senselessness of death, and that utterly intrusivequality of grief I have ever seen.
I refer to those moments when we trip over another “never again” as “fruit punch moments.”
hollywood has given us two, equally false, notions of marriage. either it’s the joining of two gorgeous young people “destined” to be together, or as a wheezing and cold institution inhabited by miserable and middle-aged wheezebags, usually meant to illustrate a counterpoint to the love the gorgeous young couple in the film will share once their destinies are realized, and they are able to finally be together against all odds. yawn. boring. wrong. …
it’s doing laundry. it’s paying bills. cleaning the kitty litter. marriage is a hundred thousand tiny tasks you share. it is peeling vegetables and changing lightbulbs and giving each other quick kisses and wishing for each other “a nice day.” it is coming home and smelling dinner cooking, and running out on a cold winter night for antacid because she has a headache and cannot sleep. sometimes marriage is being pissed off at each other for weeks at a time. and sometimes it’s walking into your children’s bedrooms and watching them sleep.
michael ian black (via emilyinternet)
(I love everything about this quotation, but I am concerned that an antacid will not effectively treat Michael Ian Black’s wife’s headache. And then he is going to come home and be like, “I ventured out into the frigid night to get you this Pepcid AC,” and she will be like, “I have a headache, not heartburn,” and then he will have to go back to CVS and there will be a bit of mutual resentment even though everyone is trying to do right by everyone else. This is also marriage.)
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