January 2012
37 posts
For last year’s words belong to last year’s language And next...
– T.S. Eliot
December 2011
39 posts
What's for dinner? (the southern edition)
I should preface this by saying that my mom is an amazing cook, so this is not meant to misrepresent her incredible southern cooking skills.
Me: hey mom, what are we doing for dinner tonight?
Becca: i don't know, what sounds good?
Me: vegetables or something? Preferably something fresh and green. I feel like I've eaten nothing but bread and fried things.
Becca: I can toast you some cheese on an english muffin, or we have pizza or cheese dip in the fridge.
Me: did you hear anything I just said?
Becca: well I don't know?! Anyway, aren't you getting one of those latte things at Starbucks right now anyway?
Me: that's not dinner. You know what? Never mind.
Women Oddly Un-Panicked By Declining Marriage... →
favorite.
My candle burns at both ends. It will not last the night, but ah my foes and oh...
– Edna St. Vincent Millay
Great minds discuss ideas; average minds discuss events; small minds discuss...
– eleanor roosevelt
Rudeness is the weak person’s imitation of strength
– Sarah Parmenter (via swissmiss)
well, well, well. look who’s hanging out with brian williams.
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to...
– jack kerouac, on the road
biomimicry is awesome. (via fastcompany)
i got my heart tied up/she just wants to dance all...
me: (dancing)
boy: (approaches) want to see my dance move?
me: yeah!
boy: (dancing)
me: (mimicking dance move)
boy: wow, you're really dancing a lot!
me: yeah!
boy: i haven't decided if it's good dancing or not, but you're really dancing. a lot.
and scene.
Love me or hate me, both are in my favor…If you love me, I’ll always be in...
– shakespeare
Giving christmas gifts is like a sport to me. Finding or making that perfect...
– leslie knope
discussing music with becca
me: yeah, they're great. i think they're from australia
becca: oh! i saw them on letterman. i thought they were foreign. they had on those little pointed shoes.
apparently, in my mother's world, pointy shoes are definitively un-american.
procatinator →
i REALLY don’t care for cats, and i normally don’t find things like this as funny as everyone else does, but i almost just cried from laughing so hard at this one in particular.