I agree; the little things that infatuation settles into, that's where the gold is.
I agree; the little things that infatuation settles into, that's where the gold is.
I never thought I'd laugh so hard at fart jokes as I have after marriage.
Batzimman. Bammerman. Zimbatman.
At first I thought this was a screen shot from Gatsby. Then I saw wristbands.
There is a 100% chance I will use the birth of the royal baby as an excuse for champagne tonight.
0_0 Wow.
This guy looks like The Dude in the artsy bowling "porn" film.
Ooh, I almost went for the Lewis & Clark threesome too. Except Lewis was a little too emo for my taste and according to Stephen Ambrose the entire expedition was like a walking display of every venereal disease under the sun.
Brandon Lee, as in died-while-filming-The-Crow Brandon Lee?
Robert Plant. Jimi Hendrix. Young Anton Chekhov. But here's a little something for whoever said young Stalin:
...I spent about 3 months too many in Europe to remember even the first names of all my people.
I'm still silent-laughing at my desk over that.
OH MY GOD THAT'S TERRIFYING.
I've visited some extremely remote rock art sites, but only one affected me strangely. When we finally found it, I was standing in front of it and instead of taking off my backpack, getting my camera etc. like I normally do, I dropped to my knees and started to sob like my heart was breaking. An overwhelming feeling…
That vacant gaze means so much more now...
Sorry, everyone who is currently reading 1Q84. Great read, eh? That crazy Ushikawa! What a character. Love that dowager. Pay no attention to the Little People vibrators behind the curtain.
Gah, my first job out of college was with an arts camp for kids with HIV. It was amazing and life-affirming, but they laid me off and now I'm doing bookkeeping at a much bigger nonprofit. It's a life goal of mine to start a camp for girls...but I'm only 27, no cash, just trying to hold on to health insurance for me…
I also stopped using one for the same reason, and it worked IMHO. I tried once to incorporate it into me and the then-future-Mr. Wont's normal goings-on, but thaaaaat's not for us, turns out. I don't miss it unless Mr. Wont is out of town or something, but really I have all I need at hand.
I just finished reading 1Q84, and those "Cute Little Vibrator Characters" look exactly like the Little People, and I'm afraid now.
I am watching the Reuters live stream. I regret nothing.