March 2012
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Agent 3Z: 9 Foreign Words the English Language... →
lickypickystickyfree:
9. Shemomedjamo (Georgian)
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To eat past the point of being full just because the food tastes good.
Here is a word that describes such a quintessentially American phenomenon it’s shocking that another culture came up with it first. After all, there are entire civilizations that have never heard of “never-ending pasta bowls” or “dessert pizzas.” Fortunately, the...
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Confession box:
Last night a policeman knocked on my front door… because of some unpleasantries that are going on in my neighborhood (in the ghetto, welcome to the ghetto)… and when I opened the door (expecting some solicitor or a neighbor), I was stunned to find this tall… young… handsome… pale-skinned… fresh-faced… tall (oh I said that already, apologies) policeman...
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February 2012
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Don't fuck with Barbie (or her dream house).
I just sent this to a real estate agent in regard to a house (my dream house… my Barbie dream house) and mannnn, did it feel good to click send. Long story short… it’s advertised as “for sale”… but what they mean is “rent to own, you sucker”… I didn’t take this news (after being dicked around for 2 weeks) very well… as you can...
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I had a dream last night where I was literally pulling my hair out. Every time I’d run my fingers through my hair, large clumps of it would fall out… and I kept doing it over and over and then laying the hair in a neat pile of long, golden blondeness on the floor beside me, just to see exactly how much of it I was losing. It just kept coming out and kept piling up and I looked at it...
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Stuff I find in my draft folder...
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Sometimes I will irrationally check my hair over and over again, thinking that I feel a bug crawling in it. &… (yes, there’s an “&”) sometimes… I’ll twitch out, because I’m absolutely positive I saw a bug crawling nearby out of the corner of my eye. This is Aunt Jenny saying STAY AWAY FROM THE ACID, kiddies. It’ll start messing with your mind as you get older.
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Couch: Stay with me and watch movies all day.
Me: I can't. I have to go to work.
Couch: The Princess Bride would be cool.
Me: I know. Stop.
Couch: Christopher Walken, Best of SNL. "Where are my Happy Days? Where are my Happy Days?!!"... Eat Doritos on me. There's cake in the fridge. And it's raining outside. You don't want to go... you WANT to be with me!
Me: C'mon, you know I can't.
Couch: Whatever then go see if I care.
Me: You don't mean that. ... ;) You stay home and watch them for me.
Couch: I can't. You know I don't have eyes. :-/
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listening to "John Mayer - The Heart Of Life (Live... →
bad news never had good timing (but Tuesday’s just a good a day as any for getting it, I guess)
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SooOooOooOooooo....
this weird desire to do terrible, filthy (luscious) things whilst ”Silent Night” plays in the background after watching The English Patient is just way off-base and all kinds of wrong, right? Right. Quite right. Quite right. Right. Quite right.
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listening to "John Mayer - Shadow Days (Official... →
Hard times, let me be. ^.^ *shiver me timbers and lady parts and such*
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listening to "Blondie - Rip Her To Shreds" →
She looks like the Sunday comics.
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I might feel a whole lot better about my life...
I could just make time to paint my stupid toenails and clean my filthy car. (… and if I could get this “no time left for youuuuu” GUESS WHO song out of my head.)
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“Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen.”
– Sylvia Plath (via rosettes)
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listening to "Fleetwood Mac ~ Paper Doll" →
Yesterday I was (yesterday I was) fAsciNATed by somebody else.
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Shadow Days
iflifesshadesofgray:
trolllinda:
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listening to "JOHN LENNON Watching the Wheels" →
Well they shake their heads and they look at me as if I’ve lost my mind…
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Sometimes I fantasize about how much fun it would be to be so stinkin’ rich that I could just leave random bits of cash around for strangers to find. … $50 in the pocket of a sweater in the old lady section of Boscov’s & the like.
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“There is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow...”
– Charles Bukowski (via all-alongthewatchtower)
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