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Kate Beaton over at Hark! A Vagrant does my favorite Bronte humor. Well, everything humor, tbh.

Let us not even start on the relatives of Anne Eliot. THOSE PEOPLE.

I believe it's a native shell to Hawaii, and has been used there as jewelry for ages. Then, in the early 2000s during the awful Hawaiian flower trend-boom, all manner of doods started wearing these necklaces with their open shirts/muscle tanks. Like all the doods. They crested and fell, though a specific population of

I like you.

I dig that she completely acknowledges her journey to awareness and activism. That yes, she was young and self-centered like so many of us are at some point. But that once awareness was gained, sisterfriend put her money where her mouth was and really did work to be of use to the greater good. Good on you, Angie.

You rang?

FACTFACTFACTFACT.

DEAD.

Ha, no not the Irish pooka. I misspelled. It's puka shell.

Oh, are there six new photos of your crush playing Big Buck Hunter with some harlot who's totally pulling off that haircut you've always been afraid to try because of the time your mom told you your neck was "hefty"?

DREAM. BOAT.

I get you, friend! You take your cuppa Jon Hamm any way you please. :)

Nailed it.

Is it weird if I ask for this as a poster for Christmas? My friends don't exchange gifts, so I'd have to ask my family. It's ok, right?

Do you think he could carry me away into the sunset?

Or that his face it just that glorious that covering it up just seems a bit wrong.

Fantastic episode of a fantastic series!

I MEANNNNNN....

PEOPLE, DO YOU EVEN JON HAMM?