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where we're going, we don't need roads

February 2012

57 posts

This is as much as my SD card could hold of Hanson covering Cecilia (aka one of the happiest moments of my life)

Something is inhibiting my enzymes.

My boss just spent 20 minutes talking to me about The Wire. And by “talking to me,” I meant “talking at me.”

aarontakespictures: It is incredibly unfortunate that I have neither ingredient necessary to bread a cat. http://www.breadedcats.com/ My cats are going to hate me… more.

“The Universe is very, very big. It also loves a paradox. For example, it has...”

– Craig Ferguson, Between the Bridge and the River (via fierycross)

Every Sperm is Sacred →

The nine year old Jess inside of me is about to jump out of my ears and start doing cartwheels. In five days, I will be at a Hanson concert. Pinch me.

“Go into the arts. I’m not kidding. The arts are not a way to make a living. They...”

– Kurt Vonnegut (via couldthisbeanything) This, this, this, this