January 2010
48 posts
Things I Got for My Birthday
- my period (sorry boys)
- a crushing Duke loss
- to listen to the guy I’m crazy about allude to fucking his visiting girlfriend and to watch them together
annnnnnnd the kicker:
- a broken left wrist (rollerskating: not for the clumsy)
HOWEVER, all things considered, I had a blast. This birthday overcame many obstacles to become a day that I will remember, mostly fondly, for years....
Why I am Drinking Tonight
His fucking girlfriend is in town. And that means a) I’ll probably see her tonight, and b) worst of all, she’ll probably be at my birthday party tomorrow.
Because clearly, I need more reminders that I’m hopelessly trapped in a hopeless situation with someone I am hopelessly into. And I need it rubbed in my face that she’s prettier than me. On my birthday.
FML....
Slumber Party!
I am sleeping over at a girl slumber party tonight and I got really tipsy off of not much and we ate pizza and I saw “Hook” for the first time!
Now I am about to take the Jeopardy test. Yay!!
“I still get nightmares. In face I get them so often I should be used to them by...”
– Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves (via first-lines)
This book is a mindfuck and a half. It took me FOREVER to finish it (literally August through December) partly because I was too scared to read it while I lived alone and then I got annoyed by the crazy print and the way the narrator was going...
30 Rok.
mixtapesandlove:
fuckyeahlizlemon:
uprightcitizens:
Wake up in the morning feelin like Liz Lemon Got my glasses I’m out the door, I’m gonna get my geek on Before I leave brush my teeth and maybe grab a snack ‘Cause when I leave for the day I ain’t comin back I’m talkin ‘bout hot dogs on the street, street Chattin it up with Pete, Pete Meeting with the network elite, ‘lite Sketch writing,...
To borrow a line from "Gossip Girl," OMFG
Sometimes my bad life choices amaze even myself. I had planned on going out with friends, drinking, dancing and then either a) making out with or bringing home a nice boy who’s on the rebound or b) coming home and watching drunk 30 Rock or writing a Tumblr diatribe to/about a certain boy with a long-distance girlfriend who uses me as a surrogate.
But what do I do instead? I GO HOOK UP...
thisismyfavoritesong:
“Try a Little Tenderness”...
And I will forever remember the 2000-2009 decade...
(via thegradlife)
Word. Except for the Bat Mitzvah and grad school. Replace those with “had my confirmation” and “joined the Navy and started flight school.”
“Yeah I’m super awkward, that’s how I make my living”
– Jason Segel (via rainaelizabeth) (via fuckyeahjasonsegel)
Truth.
