February 2012
15 posts
I’m just tired and awake. That’s all.
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“If there’s one thing I wish I’d learned at 18, it’s that it’s okay if a crazy...”
– Some Advice for Young People
(via TheAwl)
Wise words. I’m learning it at 21, but that’s not too far behind. And I’m not working on a novel, but a personal statement is close enough, right?
Boy, you crazy. Go drink your beer. Who cares if it’s 10am?
WatchI made an extra hole for it’s dreams and ideas.
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My nightstand looks like a very small pharmacy.
Guys, I am so hopped up on advil and dayquil right now. This flu thing is kicking my ass! I have done nothing but lay in bed all day watching How I Met Your Mother. I had plans to go to Chipotle for lunch (because I’ve been craving a burrito like mad and if my dad taught me anything it was that burgers and burritos cure all ailments) but gave up on that dream because I was too weak to make...
Running with your hair down makes you feel like...
(Which is awesome times a million.)
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A very thoughtful thought
My dreams have been so weird lately. But not in a weird way. Like, in a weird lame way. For instance, the other night I dreamt about painting my nails to look like watermelons. That was all. I woke up with anxiety that I would get polish all over my sheets. And then the next night I just dreamt that I found my missing sports bra. I’m pretty bummed that I still haven’t actually found...
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Tips for dealing with a stalker:
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…I have none. This is new and exciting territory!
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about motivations. Why do we do the things we do? What is it that gives us our drive? Or, if you’re at all like what I’ve been like recently, how do we get that motivation back?
I’m an old used dish rag.
I keep telling myself, “tomorrow, I will be better. I will get it together!” Tomorrow has come and gone. But really, I have...
I lol'd.
animalsbeingdicks:
“Seriously, Linda? You’re really going to make me do this? Why can’t you just throw the treat to me?”
Link: Unless they look like Mick Jagger. →
January 2012
18 posts
I love my best friends.
tylerknott:
“Down in the Willow Garden” by The...
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Productive morning!
I got four hours of sleep (maybe less) last night! I feel awesome! I’ve been laying in bed, watching netflix (finished all of Grey’s Anatomy and caught up on Downton Abbey), playing Bejeweled and checking Craigslist for puppies and housing! Woo!
I feel like a slug.
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The best things happen at 1:30am
And by the best things, I mean I just made myself really sad and lonely. I’m thinking too much and missing the illusions of the past.
My head knows that it wasn’t perfect, but my heart still aches for it. How is that possible? How is it possible, despite all of the life you have lived, that years later, you can still feel the exact same way about a person? It’s silly, really....
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“The “Honest” label was not created as a campaign slogan. In college, when I...”
– Abraham Lincoln (via danharmon) (via steveagee) (via nickholmes)
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Life Update:
I hate my uterus. There will never be enough chocolate to satisfy it.
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Things that I want and things that I need
They are not the same thing and they will most certainly lead to a mess.
December 2011
6 posts
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I made a boat load of rolo cookies yesterday. Seriously, so many. ‘Tis the season for getting phat.
Hurray!
November 2011
9 posts
I think I pulled a Stanley.
My dad does this thing, that apparently my grandpa did as well, and I guess I’m doing it now too. It drives me nuts! We always shout out “Stanley!” whenever my dad does it (My grandpa’s name is Stanley. Get it?). So my dad is impossible to shop for because he always just goes and buys the things that he wants.
And now here it is, almost Christmas and I just bought myself a...
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Sometimes
Sometimes all I want is to be married, with a happy little family and a dog, and a steady career with normal hours. And then I remember that I’m 21 and I just want to drink. And then I remember that I can’t drink. Repeats itself. Repeats itself.
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She sipped her tea, making as much noise as possible, as she sat in the quiet dark of the house. A subtle cry for attention. Where was everyone?
A to-do list glared at her from her computer monitor. Items that have been sitting there for weeks, untouched and mostly ignored. The list was too daunting, even though the tasks were quite simple. Somewhere along the road all gumption had been lost.
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i've forgotten how to love.
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I don't wanna grow up.
I feel like I’m always writing about this. My future terrifies me. What the hell am I doing? What do I want to be doing? Can I even afford to do what I want to do? I mean, right now my game plan seems to be: transfer to UW in the fall, get a BS in [physiology?], and then go to PIMA for physical therapy assistant training. That’s roughly $40,000.
What.
I don’t have that money....
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The way you workin' dem hips (the follow-up)
I’m a German Shepard.
I have mild hip dysplasia. Can I go bake cookies and knit all of the time now?
October 2011
12 posts
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