February 2010
January 2010
“The key here is to never commit to a job that has the potential of tying you...”
– Making a living from travelling | Alastair Humphreys (via truthandbeautybombs)
grace-notes:
julie911:
Metric - Gimme Sympathy...
(661): Sorry for talking about super scientific shit so much last night, I know it bugs you sometimes when I don't shut up.
(1-661): What? You sat on the couch for a solid 2 hours staring at your fingerprints and the only word that came out of your mouth was "how"
frost-at-midnight:
2 Nocturnes Op. 48: Nocturne...
on twitter
Beckey: Crunching ice and explaining torrents
Rob: [@her] shouldn't crunch your ice, Beckey. and torrents = file sharing, run by midgets that can only carry random bits to you out of order.
I really feel like taking pictures today
sarajustus:
of myself.
To prove I do not, in fact, look like Jack Osbourne.
Also because I’m feeling ugly and that’s what I always do when I’m ugly. I get dressed up and take photos of myself.
Also.
I’m about to cut my hair some more. The back is uneven and my bangs are still too fucking long.
I hate pictures of myself. I feel odd and scrutinized at the end of another’s camera and...
Bodacious - etymology
Southern American slang, implied by bodaciously, 1837, either from bodyaciously (“bodily, totally, root and branch”) (as in “the pigs broke into my fence and destroyed the potato patch bodyaciously”), South Carolina, or a blend of bold andaudacious.[1][2]
wiktionary
Factory Girl (the stones)
Waiting for a girl who’s got curlers in her hair Waiting for a girl she has no money anywhere We get buses everywhere Waiting for a factory girl
Waiting for a girl and her knees are much too fat Waiting for a girl who wears scarves instead of hats Her zipper’s broken down the back Waiting for a factory girl
Waiting for a girl and she gets me into fights Waiting for a girl we...
Yep. Still miss her. Daily. And that's not...
