December 2010
78 posts
A person of good intelligence and of sensitivity cannot exist in this society...
– George Carlin
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I have (forming) calluses on my left fingertips, pencil lead all over my right fingers, and a few oil burn marks on both sets of knuckles from cooking empanadas all day.
I’ve been staring at my hands for a good few minutes now, just appreciating the fuck out of them.
Can you imagine your life without your hands?
Don’t. It’ll be sad.
But I’m stoned too, so.
Oh, life...
Oh, that reminds me of my favorite joke ever.
Joke teller: How do you say hello to a duck?
Unsuspecting joke receiver: I don’t know, how do you say hello to a duck?
Joke teller: Hello, duck.
Genius, right? My ex taught it to me, and honestly, I think that’s how he got me to start dating him.
I cannot tell you how hard I laughed the first time I heard it, but it was infinitely the...
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US Executions Since 1976 →
I don’t know what possessed me to watch Dead Man Walking tonight, but by the end of it I was asking myself two things:
How did my high school english teacher get away with showing his students this movie?
When was the last time I checked out this website?
I don’t remember why or when, but at one point a couple years ago I felt compelled to spend about an hour googling the last...
Three pieces of advice I'm about to give other...
1. You can’t be crippled by an emotion unless you’re the one doing it to yourself.
2. Just because your issues have a name it doesn’t mean you’re aware of them.
3. Assholes are gonna violate the social contract. You can come to expect it. You can even be prepared for it, but don’t ever get used to it.
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I can’t tell if I’m becoming enlightened or more jaded by all the fuckery...
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Am I really the only person who doesn’t feel like watching A Christmas Story ever again?
I’ve probably watched that movie like 19 times in my life, which is roughly 15 times too many. I’m officially done with it forever.
Home Alone all the way.
Am I really the only person who doesn’t feel like watching A Christmas Story ever again?
I’ve probably watched that movie like 19 times in my life, which is roughly 15 times too many. I’m officially done with it forever.
Home Alone all the way.
Christmas Miracle of the Day: From The New York Times comes the heartwarming tale of a charming couple from Chelsea who mistakenly received hundreds of letters addressed to Santa and decided to try and fulfill them.
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I’m in the kind of mood where this video made me tear up.
But why that address? So bizarre.
I was just reading through the notes I decided to keep from my abnormal psych class, and every once in a while I’ll get stuck staring at one of the disorders thinking, I didn’t know I had this.
Why did you tell me?
It’s not even one, either. I’m talkin’ a generous number of disorders I could fit under.
But it’s okay.
I’ve recently misplaced all my...
I’m still only beginning to play guitar chords well by themselves, and my mom is already asking me to learn to play a Honda commercial jingle, and my step-dad wants me to learn some retarded isolated progression he’s heard played by one of the characters on Two and a Half Men.
Seriously, though.
What planet?
I’m still only beginning to play guitar chords well by themselves, and my mom is already asking me to learn to play a Honda commercial jingle, and my step-dad wants me to learn some retarded isolated progression he’s heard played by one of the characters on Two and a Half Men.
Seriously, though.
What planet?
5 Typical Acts of Politeness That are Inefficient... →
I understand the function of politeness and social conventions: how they make people feel at ease, how they provide a familiar, comfortable context for interactions in which all is not known. I like politeness and social conventions for this, but I think that some are inefficient and should be banned. Here are five.
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Since I’m constantly going in and out of buildings every day for...
You know, I used to think it was awful that life was so unfair. Then I thought,...
– Marcus Cole
Oh, and speaking of things that are awesome, I got to pick out and take home my new guitar today!
Early Christmas presents forever.
I’d be surprised if anyone but myself cared, but I’m so excited. So far I’ve learned most of the chords and my fingers already hurt like a bitch.
And I love it.
I’m still trying to decide whether or not to take my dad up on his offer of...
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Man, the negative stigma towards marijuana among alcoholics is the most infuriating irony I encounter on a regular basis.
I don’t even ever talk about it with them anymore. I know better. These assholes are the ones who bring it up, and it’s their subtle, passive aggressive statements about “stoners” that drive me insane.
Then when you try to argue that...
I just ordered two bobbles for my sister and her boyfriend for Christmas.
I bought mine about a year ago in green. They’re so genius, it’s really one the the greatest things I own. I love when people take my advice on stuff.
I just ordered two bobbles for my sister and her boyfriend for Christmas.
I bought mine about a year ago in green. They’re so genius, it’s really one the the greatest things I own. I’m love when people take my advice on stuff.
Fun fact
I have never attended a school dance of any kind.
Proms, homecomings, ball gala events. None.
It wasn’t so much because I thought I was too cool for it all (not that it couldn’t have been argued) but I mean, who in their right mind would rather be watched by a room of uptight, perverted teachers while you awkwardly grind on your soon-to-be ex instead of, I don’t know, not doing...
Fun fact
I have never attended a school dance of any kind.
Proms, homecomings, ball gala events. None.
It wasn’t so much because I thought I was too cool for it all (not that it couldn’t have been argued) but I mean, who in their right mind would rather be watched by a room of uptight, perverted teachers while you awkwardly grind on your soon-to-be ex instead of, I don’t know, not doing...
Warning: Debby Downer-ing up in this bitch.
I can’t stop thinking about my own mortality. It’s driving me insane.
Well, no. It’s interesting, that’s why I can’t stop thinking about it.
It doesn’t overwhelmly scare me because I can’t imagine anything happening to me anytime soon.
I mean, I know shit could happen to me soon (and I think about that too)...
I just saw the face of an enraged reindeer staring up at me from within the fibers of my bathroom carpet.
Mild sleep deprivation is a helluva drug, folks.
It’s awesome, too, because I have to get up at seven to go renew my license, which expired almost a month ago. And instead of giving my body and mind the sleep it so desperately needs, I write trivial shit and post it on Tumblr.
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A man has been cured of HIV. →
“The man received bone marrow from a donor who had natural resistance to HIV infection; this was due to a genetic profile which led to the CCR5 co-receptor being absent from his cells. The most common variety of HIV uses CCR5 as its ‘docking station’, attaching to it in order to enter and infect CD4 cells, and people with this mutation are almost completely protected against infection.”
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