January 2012
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Nonfat milk just doesn't quite do the same thing...
“Occupy Wall Street takes what is a perfectly noble cause—demanding that...”
– No Animals Were Harmed in the Making of This Blog: 2011: The Year We Became The United States Of Trolling
Yup, sounds about right to me.
December 2011
71 posts
Just rang in the New Year on the 25th floor of my...
Then rounded off the celebrations (and a few glasses of my dad’s wine) with heated discussions about tantrums I threw as a child, sex-ed, politics (never a good idea, especially while drinking), and whether I should bring my router to South Africa or not (I say not).
Well then. Welcome to 2012.
whomp ://
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I’ve come to the conclusion as of late that I’m slightly boring, or rather, lack creativity. I am a good writer, but I don’t necessarily write things that people want to read (or at least, the book attempts I’ve had have been absolutely awful). And I have good photography skills; I know, for the most part, how to use the manual settings on my camera, I have good composition...
I have been off of facebook for over a week now.
Which in and of itself is fine. I am not craving facebook, especially seeing as I’m in Thailand. And I am eating plenty of good food, getting tons of reading done and taking some decent pictures. But I am finding myself a tad bored since I am 15 hours ahead of the US and everyone is asleep when I end up online. So at the moment my dash is all me. How wonderful…
Ice
So I’m sitting in the living room chewing a glass of ice…as per ush, and my Aunt who is getting ready to leave with my mom asks me, “Do you know what we used to say about people who chew ice?” I’ve heard things like this before, as I am an avid ice-chewer and have been for a while, so I respond, “That they’re anemic?” Since that is what I have heard...
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I started reading One Day this morning and my god it is beautiful, my kind of romance. And I don’t know if it’s because I’m in Thailand but the parts about India and Dex traveling are hitting extra hard, and it has me thinking, am I boring? Is my plan boring? Do I need to divert from the plan? But then I remember, my plan involves South Africa and living in New York City and...
“I like art, and by art I mean music, poetry, sex, paintings, the human body,...”
– Hunter Reveur (via liquidmoons)
It's a Wonderful Life
Every Christmas my mom and I watch It’s a Wonderful Life, and every Christmas we cry like babies during the last ten minutes of the movie. It never ceases to put me in the spirit and rid me of any bad feelings I may have (Christmas can put people in nasty moods sometimes). It helped today, immensely.
Thank god for cinema.
ten minutes on tumblr and I already feel worlds better. there are more important things than this side of my family.
no facebook or twitter = A LOT of tumblrrr
