January 2011
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re: stress
That awkward moment when you wake up in the morning and see a shirt ripped in half and then listen to concerned voicemails from your mother asking to talk about why you were screaming about al sharpton in your sleep last night.
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“I would like to beg you to have patience with everything unresolved in...”
– Rainer Maria Wilke
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"free at last, free at last."
240% in sales, 2 credits, and 2 customers asking my name so they could tell my manager how helpful i was later, i have licked my final closing envelope. ball and chain are gone, and i’m singing a sweet song about mount zion.
that said, in addition to having a huge surge of elation, i also have a huge amount of respect for people who work retail for their living (well, most of them. jamie...
I'm pretty sure yorkies aren't seeing eye dogs....
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“I have to tell you, I’m a YouTube slut.”
– Pam
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-1-23) →
Modest Mouse (20)
Yann Tiersen (14)
Ra Ra Riot (8)
Justin Bieber (6)
The Raconteurs (5)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
sigh
mom, to dog: lucy, someone has tightened your collar too much.
me: i know, i was making her a cilice.
mom, notably distressed: really?
I am so sick of snow.
royalorange:
swaylikeasmokygrey:
royalorange:
At this point I’ll be elated if I never see it again. I’ve been sitting in traffic for 40 minutes now and haven’t made it to the interstate onramp—a trip that usually takes me FIVE minutes. Fuck driving, fuck commuting.
Agreed. Except I’m hopeful that this will make me exempt from going to work.
I think I may actually luck out tomorrow thanks...
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I am so sick of snow.
royalorange:
At this point I’ll be elated if I never see it again. I’ve been sitting in traffic for 40 minutes now and haven’t made it to the interstate onramp—a trip that usually takes me FIVE minutes. Fuck driving, fuck commuting.
Agreed. Except I’m hopeful that this will make me exempt from going to work.
what does “god bless america” even mean?
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potpourri: For my African-American Music class →
cadillacsxliquorbottles:
swaylikeasmokygrey:
cadillacsxliquorbottles:
I need to write three to four paragraphs in character as a slave aboard a ship on his way to the Americas detailing my emotions and and thoughts.
I think I’m just going to write “Tupac? Biggie? Nah! Kunta Kinte.” and call it a night.
I like it, but I think…
As it happens, we watched a documentary on the Amistad and...
For my African-American Music class
cadillacsxliquorbottles:
I need to write three to four paragraphs in character as a slave aboard a ship on his way to the Americas detailing my emotions and and thoughts.
I think I’m just going to write “Tupac? Biggie? Nah! Kunta Kinte.” and call it a night.
I like it, but I think it’s a bit too effusive. To be accurate and in character you probably just shouldn’t write...
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Corporate break rooms are some of the most strange and sad places on earth. A woman in the front is moaning every 40 seconds and my hair is beginning to smell of ham and cheese hot pockets. I don’t know if I should laugh or cry.
After (finally) reading “The Sun Also Rises,” I can safely say I don’t ever want to drink for quite a while. I feel like an alcoholic by proxy. Yuck.
Soo
markdavid:
Marina and robyn are teaming up for a tour-good
they’re the openers for katy perry-bad
Will I still know every song by each one of them?-yes
Have to admit that I like her album. And even though she can’t sing live, I’m fairly certain it would still be fun.
Well, in my alternate reality we’ve received 60 inches of snow. Therefore, calling in.
That awkward moment when you realize you’re tailgating someone you know. And worse, actually like.
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Best blog I've found in awhile. →
Following immediately! He and Gaga should go shades shopping together.
I can't make this up.
Customer, sitting in dressing room waiting area, pointing to TV: What is this stuff? They keep talking about the same things over and over again and occasionally go to commercial break. I don’t understand.
Me: It’s the news, ma’am.
Customer: Oh, OK. Can you get my daughter this poncho in a bigger size?
Posted before, but it’s lovely. Therefore,...
If I believed in God, Jersey Shore would make me question it.
forever a Scorpio, for never a Libra. (Even though I don’t believe in that really, I’m just stubborn. Like a Scorpio.)
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In yet another attempt to rouse me from a state of “whatdoesmyfuturehold” anxiety today, someone asked me what the first thing I want to do is when I wake up each morning. That, the person said, is what I should do with my life. It is my “purpose” or “passion,” per se. I immediately thought of my ceramic turquoise bowl filled to the brim with Corn Flakes....
