Too busy uploading ‘em.
I know it’s not Wednesday, but I am posting a gratuitous photo of myself anyway because A) I am fairly certain that the internet’s entire purpose is vanity no matter what day of the week it is and B) I really needed to show off the best purchase I’ve made in a while. I got these sunglasses as an impulse buy when I was in Baltimore with Kayleigh and Noelle, who got a matching pair. I’m still not sure if they’re supposed to be shaped like a bat or a spider in a web, but either way they are awesome.
Leaving so many of Zani’s tags because they are all so perfect, but, really though, this is a thing that happened and I could not love this babe (Kayleigh too) more than I do right now. Everyone should always hang out with me and let me force them to watch Workaholics and see He Is Legend with me and talk about the internet and discuss the things Laguna Beach did for the world and enjoy the fact that I actually speak in my Tumblr hashtags and indulge my needs for all the most spooky purchases.
EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE IS THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE.
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Worthwhile things I am doing with my time:
Have we discussed the actual awesomeness of this toque yet or what? Because I feel like I am doing it a real disservice by not sharing it with all of you precious internet humans. Happy Valentine’s Day, jerkwads.
As stoked as I am that any of these kids like me enough to give me Valentines, I am still going to take the opportunity to laugh at the double entendre.
Death From Above 1979 | Sexy Results
I wanna show you how I handle business.
I wanna show you how I work, work, work.
unff unff unff. i consent to anything if we can listen to this song while we do it.
I have very few easily accomplished life goals left, but this is one of them. Somebody help a grrrrrl achieve her goals.
— First letter from Heloise to Abelard
Instead of paying attention to anything important that happened in class today, we turned our feelings about the beginning of Movember into INTERNET THINGS.
Studying for a degree in BEIN’ CHILL, y’all.
Pretty embarrassed that I’ve looked up the wikipedia for Wheatus before. :(
Is it bad that I am honestly still a little bit disappointed every time I introduce myself to someone and they reply with “Oh, like Christmas?” instead of with “Oh, like Teenage Dirtbag?”