simple pleasures
Dec. 7th, 2005 12:16 amStolen from Miss S.
Name 5 of life's simple pleasures that you like most, then pick 5 people to do the same. Try to be original and creative and not to use things that someone else has already used. Tag 5 people on your list.
This reminds me of a travelling notebook my friends and I circulated throughout the last two years of high school. We called it The Book of Stuff and it contained lists. Many, many lists of all manner of things. I believe it started out with 'These are things that do not suck' and just went on from there, detailed lists of anything you could imagine. Quite a few of us wrote in the book and it was always amusing to see who wrote what. I think Jennie is still the official keeper of the notebook, so it probably resides at her house.
Anyway. My list of simple pleasures.
1. Stomping through rain puddles in parking lots. The sound of the splash is probably what I enjoy most about it. That and the thousands of water droplets that fly through the air in my wake.
2. Staying up until the wee hours, talking trash with people I love. It gets to the point where everyone is so exhausted, they can barely keep their eyes open, but there's always one more story to tell, one more cigarette to smoke.
3. Early morning waking up with a warm cat body curled against me. This is half the reason why I have such trouble getting up for work. Baby, my elderly marmalede cat, will stay in bed for as long as I do and is more than happy to allow me to wind my arms around him and pull him closer to me.
4. The soft burn of good bourbon sliding down my throat with the slow warmth spreading through my belly.
5. Singing loudly in my car when I'm alone. I probably look like a giant ass whenever I do it, but I do it every time I drive by myself.
Name 5 of life's simple pleasures that you like most, then pick 5 people to do the same. Try to be original and creative and not to use things that someone else has already used. Tag 5 people on your list.
This reminds me of a travelling notebook my friends and I circulated throughout the last two years of high school. We called it The Book of Stuff and it contained lists. Many, many lists of all manner of things. I believe it started out with 'These are things that do not suck' and just went on from there, detailed lists of anything you could imagine. Quite a few of us wrote in the book and it was always amusing to see who wrote what. I think Jennie is still the official keeper of the notebook, so it probably resides at her house.
Anyway. My list of simple pleasures.
1. Stomping through rain puddles in parking lots. The sound of the splash is probably what I enjoy most about it. That and the thousands of water droplets that fly through the air in my wake.
2. Staying up until the wee hours, talking trash with people I love. It gets to the point where everyone is so exhausted, they can barely keep their eyes open, but there's always one more story to tell, one more cigarette to smoke.
3. Early morning waking up with a warm cat body curled against me. This is half the reason why I have such trouble getting up for work. Baby, my elderly marmalede cat, will stay in bed for as long as I do and is more than happy to allow me to wind my arms around him and pull him closer to me.
4. The soft burn of good bourbon sliding down my throat with the slow warmth spreading through my belly.
5. Singing loudly in my car when I'm alone. I probably look like a giant ass whenever I do it, but I do it every time I drive by myself.