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I will also accept a Lightmate pillow.
THIS IS A COMBINATION OF TWO OF MY FAVORITE THINGS.
NEED!
Plays: 1709
Tina Fey as Liz Lemon singing the Cheesy Blasters theme song.
“You can’t just turn on creativity like a faucet. You have to be in the right mood.”
“What mood is that?”
“Last-minute panic.”
— Calvin&Hobbes
avialofhope:morganfreeman:bemis:annacannabis:memoriestokeep:
Didi: Stu, what are you doing?
Stu: Making chocolate pudding.
Didi: It’s four o’clock in the morning! Why on earth are you making chocolate pudding?
Stu: Because I’ve lost control of my life.
I feel a little like Stu these days. Minus the pudding, though.
Ditto.
Basically, yeah.
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A crochet Rainicorn scarf which now belongs to the one and only Pen Ward.
Submitted by Elizabeth
WANT! I’d tell it jokes all day.
GIMME.
this is AWESOME.
Fiction is one of the few experiences where loneliness can be both confronted and relieved. Drugs, movies where stuff blows up, loud parties — all these chase away loneliness by making me forget my name’s Dave and I live in a one-by-one box of bone no other party can penetrate or know. Fiction, poetry, music, really deep serious sex, and, in various ways, religion — these are the places (for me) where loneliness is countenanced, stared down, transfigured, treated.
— David Foster Wallace (via tmblg) (via littlewhiskey) (via sometimesagreatnotion) (via drunkandopinionated) (via suddenlyshy)