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Pinot and The Fig: Snail Mail. →
I came home from work today just absolutely thrilled to be in vacation mode…I went to the mall….got my nails done…you know…very important errands…but what I was most excited about was going home and opening my mailbox. You see, Mr. Greeneyes is usually the one that gets the daily high of receiving our mail…but today?…today was all me! You may be thinking, what’s the big deal? as you furrow...
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You should always exit your bed by way of Ninja...
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I just need a girl in my life who makes cupcakes.
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Dads starting to talk like me.
Dad: So,you still like boys right?
Me: Yeah sometimes
Dad: Okay, Good. Theres this new rookie we got in today
Me: Daddddd... nooooo
Dad: Shut the hell up, I think you'll like him, he's completely your type and style. I even like him! and by like him, I mean, I don't want to shoot him with my gun.
Me: How is he even my style? ET went back to his planet after he phoned home my dude.
Dad: He's a mix of that front man of Incubus with a dash of more shampoo and a little less angst
Me: .... Tell me more
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Todays Agenda:
Put pants on.
Sing Paula Cole’s “I don’t want to wait” very loudly and obnoxiously while putting on these said pants.
Feed the dogs, horses, stupid cats and then rummage through the cereal cabinet for my meal of glory.
Mail off letters, packages, gifts and amazeballness.
Buy a scrapbook (it’s my aunt & uncles 25th anniversary, so i’m giving them 25...
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Okay, so I lied.
I want to be swept off my feet, be a hopeless romantic and snuggle up on a couch together watching black & white movies. I want to be so disgustingly sappy that I make Hallmark jealous of my moments.
My chip on my shoulder has been surgically removed, the ice thats been crystallized around my blood has started to catch up with global warming and begin to liquify. My God, I think I might...
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Baby wholesale.
Niece: Where do babies coming frommmmmmm
Dad: Costco
Niece: How much do they cost
Dad: Your happiness
Niece: Ugh, well can we go there so I can get sour patch kids insteaddd
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Saddest Moment:
Having the most amazing, longest, loudest, award winning burp and then realizing nobody was there to witness it. Nor did you have your camera running for documentation.
Granted I can be proud by myself, but I really needed a bystander to give me a pat on the back along with a “That was well done, my friend. WELL DONE!” It’s not like I go around in public burping or anything,...
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Artist for President by Meg Cranston →
We assert that there is a culture of artists that may be different and separate from all other cultures and that our culture may be governed or ungoverned according to principles which non artists find peculiar or offensive. We demand the right to not make sense. We demand the right to contradict ourselves. We demand the right to change our work. We demand the right to call what we do work. We...
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'Lost' Ansel Adams Photographs Found, Worth $200... →
Ansel Adams is known far and wide as the “father of American photography” because of his lasting and innovative work with nature photography and landscapes. Exhibited in every prestigious hall from San Francisco’s MOMA to Washington DC’s Phillips Collection, Adams was a California based photographer who transformed images of mountains, churches, lakes, and trees into...
Fold off.
I cant wait for Origami to be the hottest trend since photography on tumblr. Finally all the bitching of whats great photography or whose a professional photographer can finally be dead and people can start bitching about who the fuck folds better.
“OH YOU CAN ONLY MAKE A CRANE?! BITCH I CAN MAKE AN ENTIRE VILLAGE OF HOBBITS VIA POST IT NOTES! ONE CANNOT SIMPLY FOLD INTO MORDOR!!!”
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“The trouble with my generation is that we all think we’re fucking...”
– Nick Hornby (A Long Way Down)
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