In the scene in Titanic where Rose realizes that Jack froze to death my dad leaned over to me in the theater and whispered “Jack Frost” and I laughed so hard It sounded like I was crying and everyone in the theater thought I was crying.
You saw a shirt for $97. You didn’t have the cash, so you borrowed $50 from your mum and $50 from your dad = $100. You bought the shirt, and had $3 change. You gave your dad $1 and your mum $1 and kept the other $1 for yourself. Now you owe your mum $49 and your dad $49. 49+49 = 98 + your $1 = 99. Where is the missing $1?
So my friend slept over at my apartment the past Sunday to Wednesday. And when she left on Wednesday, she forgot her fancy tempurpedic pillow. You know, the one with the big bump in the front, small one in the back.
I’ve decided “fuck it” because if there is an extra pillow I might as well use it.
I’ve slept on it four times so far, and every single time, I’ve had a nightmare.
The most vivid, frightful, and kind of cool nightmares ever. (They were kind of cool because they had a plot, but they were absolutely horrifying.)