January 2011
It's New Years Eve
and there is not nearly enough alcohol in my system (i.e. there is none). My family has watched football for the past 4 hours and is still going strong. I’m going to steal a Mike’s Hard from the fridge now and watch Men Who Stare at Goats (the last movie on my To Watch Before Break’s Over list). Peace out, broskis, happy new year!
December 2010
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope...
– Neil Gaimain
Have a Happy New Year, everyone!
My Resolution
This year, I resolve to finish what I start, to chase these dreams, to figure out things, to discover things, to read some great books, and to fall in love with every day for some reason or another.
five people you got really close to
1. JV&Y
2. CB
3. DD
4. JM
5. NR
A list of what you'd like to change in the coming...
1. My body
2. My minor
3. Someone’s heart
4. Someone’s mind
5. Your depression
6. Your obsession
7. Your fears
8. Our general sense of despondency.
A Letter to A Person You Grew Apart From
Dear You,
I’m not sure where you ran off to or why, but I’d like to thank you. Because you decided I wasn’t worth it, I found someone who thinks I am. It’s sad though. For years, I’ve been hearing how perfect we would be so as soon as I say something, you disappear. Maybe we would have been perfect, we just missed it. And I’m okay with that. I just wish we were...
My Plans for New Year's Eve
Include: nothing.
My best friend will be in Florence. The rest of my friends are scattered. The fellow I’d like to be with will be hours away. So I’m hanging out with my family and shooting off an obscene amount of fireworks.
ten things i did this year
1. Went onstage in my underwear. Twice.
2. Protested Westboro Baptist Church.
3. Saw Lady Gaga and Sufjan Stevens live.
4. Paid for stranger’s parking meters.
5. Got drunk for the first and second time in my life.
6. Made some very good friends. Kept some very good friends. Nearly lost one very good friend. Walked away from one not so very good friend.
7. Went on some adventures that...
thus far i am
quirky, bubbly and loverly
supermegawesomefoxyhot, morecreativethanmyleftfoot (iswydt), and adorable
Sydney, Fucking, and Moore
yet another bandwagon for us to jump on →
words are futile devices
I'm pretty sure this isn't a good sign...
Let me give you a little backstory before we begin.
So I have this friend Laura. When God makes souls, sometimes I think He mixes up a double batch of the same soul and splits it between two people. Soulmates don’t have to be lovers, you know. Well, Laura’s soul and my soul are made out of the same type of stuff. I could explain the entire exactitude of our friendship, but it would...
If Sufjan Stevens sounds like the start of...
Then Exit Evangeline and Jump, Little Children sound like the ride home and the conversations about money that make me feel guilty.
After 4 pm, I am always ready for Christmas to be over. That’s when the serious always sets in and my sister starts feeling slighted, my parents start fighting, Timmy’s medicine wears off, and I just feel like a worthless, unproductive, selfish...
Anonymous asked: So I need to know... how in the world do you stay so pretty??
Anonymous asked: So I need to know... how in the world do you stay so pretty??
I still have trouble falling asleep on Christmas...
This morning I got a bike, the coolest Harry Potter book in the world (Film Wizardry), the first season of Glee, my favorite perfume, some awesome jewelry and a ice scraper with a glove. Dear Santa, thanks =)
How was your Christmas morning?
try not to judge me
so maybe i was finishing sewing my mom’s present and maybe i was a little distracted by tumblr and maybe i was rocking out a little too hard to Age of Adz and maybe i wasn’t paying attention to where i put my needle and maybe i poked a tiny hole in my lip…
Christmas fail.
and a very merry christmas to you, too =)
lightbulbhappiness:
katnisspotter:
AAAWW YEAHH
why is there no sexy Tom gif
I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one...
– Pride and Prejudice Miss Bingley, Chapter 11. (via carouselinparis)
Caricature
I think mine would have particularly large ears. Not because I have particularly large ears. I’m just a good listener. Or maybe I’m just a listener. The addition of “good” is completely up to the speaker in question. But I do seem to do an awful lot of listening. That’s why my hair is so big, it’s full of secrets.
My wife eats her custard tart slowly, taking tiny...
atsween:
The moral of the story?
I have trained our cat to steal tarts.
42
I just got my 42nd follower…I kind of a little bit don’t want any more…
(just kidding)