June 2009
May 2009
Natural Harvest: A Collection of Semen-Based... →
My roommate started reading this aloud to me. By the time she got to “extra-White Russians”, I had pretty much gone ahead and died.
‘His Dark Materials’ is the story of a universe in peril, but it is also...
– from the same New Yorker article.
The acknowledgments of “The Amber Spyglass” offer thanks to Enid...
– from a New Yorker article printed in 2005 about Philip Pullman. The part about education is brilliant.
I’m writing a 12-page paper on how Pullman uses the natural world as a foil for constructed ideologies of the Church in The Amber Spyglass, so there may be more of my random bits of Pullman...
A typical conversation.
Me: You're such a pedophile.
Krista: I am not!
Me: Yes, yes, you are.
Krista: Prove it.
Me: Who's your favorite Jonas brother?
Krista: ...
Me: Say it.
Krista: ...Nick.
Me: How old is Nick Jonas?
Krista: ..fourteen.
Me: At what age is it legal to bone someone in the United States?
Krista: He has a promise ri-
Me: HOW OLD?
Krista: *sigh*
Me: Don't worry, at least you're my favorite pedophile. That means something, right?
Krista: I hate you.
NEW RULE: IF THE THESIS DOESN'T USE THE WORD...
emmyinabox:
It’s going to be a long night.
FUCK. I HAVE TO CHANGE MY THESIS.
Patterns.
Warning: Katie’s Life Post. No Dinosaur Jokes. Maybe One, If I Can Fit It In.
I’m always fascinated by the way our lives repeat themselves. How we can go into fresh situations, start anew and yet still end up in the same place, over and over. It’s depressing, sure, but it’s also a little refreshing to know that you’re not just doing something wrong because of where...
Today, I went to school in my underwear. I also went in my socks, shoes, shorts,...
– My Life is Average may be my new favorite websie.
Someone call a coroner, because I just killed the...
Stolen without permission from some random guy. I’m such a rebel.
On social anxiety.
(related to @steelopus and @inthefade’s posts. I didn’t want to chop the hell out of them in reblog, so go read ‘em.)
I am sitting in a computer lab on a Friday evening.There are three (3) other people in here.
In about an hour, I will go volunteer to usher at a dance show. I will smile at people uncomfortably and berate myself for my recent outbreak of being completely unable...
The reason I love you people? Because if I told...
If something comes out of a baby's mouth and it...
Yes, I am awake before noon.
But it’s not because I checked the week’s menu on Sunday and planned to only get up on the day that egg and cheese biscuits were being served for breakfast.
Honest.
What's an archeologist?
milkglassmao:
jamieboogies:
justfantastic:
Someone whose career is in ruins! ZING!
And the pay is dirt cheap to begin with.
Guys, this isn’t a joke.
Guys.
*sob, sob*
Hey baby, don’t feel bad. I dig you.
In fact, I’d like to come over and excavate your mounds.
Yeah, my roommate is an Archaeology minor.