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yiaichenn: 221b-mine-please: pirenstoletheimpala: mycroft-queenofcake: iamjayse: thenerdfighterk...

Thu, 23 May 2013 00:19:20 -0500

221b-mine-please:

pirenstoletheimpala:

mycroft-queenofcake:

iamjayse:

thenerdfighterkid:

slydig:

tsarbucks:

slydig:

dont be mean

be median or mode

damn math fandom bloggers

shut up we have a good range of jokes

this is our domain

guys we’re forgetting the point of this post and going off on a tangent

Are you all done cos I’ve had enough of this by now

Damn math fandom bloggers

shut your pi hole

mandycreates: kethera: coconutcoconutcoconut: youneedmeoryoure...

Thu, 23 May 2013 00:15:31 -0500

mandycreates:

kethera:

coconutcoconutcoconut:

youneedmeoryourenothing:

#actors who are actually their character

the greatest casting ever.

Even better when you think about how Dan got a place for himself in NY to continue his career, Emma went to a school in USA, and Rupert bought an ice cream truck.

Follow your dreams Rupert

I didn’t know this. So I looked it up and - HE ACTUALLY DID.

‘I keep my van well stocked. It’s got a proper machine that dispenses Mr Whippy ice cream and I buy my lollies wholesale – 50 for a tenner – so I never run short.

I’m not allowed to sell my merchandise. I’d need a licence for that. ‘I tend to avoid July and August, but the rest of the year I’ll drive around the local villages and if I see some kids looking like they’re in need of ice creams, I’ll pull over and dish them out for free. They’ll say, “Ain’t you Ron Weasley?” And I’ll say, “It’s strange, I get asked that a lot.”

It makes it even better that he just GIVES the icecream away. [Source]

Kate being a nerd at her mama’s office.

Mon, 20 May 2013 11:32:50 -0500

Kate being a nerd at her mama’s office.

Happy wedding, Jaemee & Carlos! (: such a beautiful ranch...

Sun, 19 May 2013 08:22:29 -0500

Happy wedding, Jaemee & Carlos! (: such a beautiful ranch wedding!

youwishangelfish: Imagine reading a book of every conversation where people have spoken about...

Thu, 16 May 2013 15:21:24 -0500

youwishangelfish:

Imagine reading a book of every conversation where people have spoken about you.

"I’m in love with you. Yeah, it’s that bad. You’re so beautiful to me. Shut up, let me tell you, let..."

Thu, 16 May 2013 15:12:37 -0500

“I’m in love with you. Yeah, it’s that bad. You’re so beautiful to me. Shut up, let me tell you, let me. Every time I look at your face, or even remember it, it wrecks me. And the way you are with me, and you’re just fun and you shit all over me and you make fun of me and you’re real. I don’t have enough time in any day, to think about you enough. I feel like I’m gonna live a thousand years cause that’s how long it’s gonna take me to have one thought about you, which is that I’m crazy about you. I don’t wanna be with anybody else. I don’t. I really don’t. I don’t think about women anymore. I think about you. I had a dream the other night that you and I were on a train. We were on this train and you were holding my hand. That’s the whole dream, you were holding my hand and I felt you holding my hand. I woke up and I couldn’t believe it wasn’t real. I’m sick in love with you. It’s like a condition, it’s like polio. I feel like I’m gonna die if i can’t be with you and I can’t be with you, so I’m gonna die and I don’t care cause I was brought into existence to know you, and that’s enough. The idea that you would want me back? It’s like, greedy.”

- Louis CK (via johnsteinbeck-)

megannagemmegan: #we never joke about legally blonde #like...

Thu, 16 May 2013 15:10:56 -0500

megannagemmegan:

#we never joke about legally blonde #like really let’s just #first: obvious girl power message about how we don’t need no man and how you can do what you want with hard work #including the things people say are quote hard like get into harvard law (see photoset) #second: genuinely clever #like seriously clever wonderful well-written comedy that doesn’t stoop to low brow type humor #oh no sir no one is slipping and falling on a banana or making jokes about sex here #third: GIRLS CAN BE FRIENDS AND NOT HATE EACH OTHER #elle is so nice to even vivien who she probably is allowed to not like #she asks in the movie how could she be so mean #she genuinely does not understand cruelty how WONDERFUL ELLE WOODS IS WONDERFUL #FOUR: REESE WITHERSPOON LITERALLY IN THIS FILM MAKES YOU CRY WITH LAUGHTER #and then cry with tears #over a dumb girl comedy #that’s the best part because it’s all about some dumb cali girl majoring in fashion merchandising and people expected that #and they got one of the best movies in recent memory

The tags, though.

samwithham: nocturnalzombie: They told me the big black Lab’s...

Thu, 16 May 2013 15:10:43 -0500

samwithham:

nocturnalzombie:

They told me the big black Lab’s name was Reggie, as I looked at him lying in his pen. The shelter was clean, no-kill, and the people really friendly. I’d only been in the area for six months, but everywhere I went in the small college town, people were welcoming and open. Everyone waves when you pass them on the street.

But something was still missing as I attempted to settle in to my new life here, and I thought a dog couldn’t hurt. Give me someone to talk to. And I had just seen Reggie’s advertisement on the local news. The shelter said they had received numerous calls right after, but they said the people who had come down to see him just didn’t look like “Lab people,” whatever that meant. They must’ve thought I did.

But at first, I thought the shelter had misjudged me in giving me Reggie and his things, which consisted of a dog pad, bag of toys almost all of which were brand new tennis balls, his dishes and a sealed letter from his previous owner.

See, Reggie and I didn’t really hit it off when we got home. We struggled for two weeks (which is how long the shelter told me to give him to adjust to his new home). Maybe it was the fact that I was trying to adjust, too.
Maybe we were too much alike.

I saw the sealed envelope. I had completely forgotten about that. “Okay, Reggie,” I said out loud, “let’s see if your previous owner has any advice.”
____________ _________ _________ _________

To Whomever Gets My Dog:

Well, I can’t say that I’m happy you’re reading this, a letter I told the shelter could only be opened by Reggie’s new owner. I’m not even happy writing it. He knew something was different.

So let me tell you about my Lab in the hopes that it will help you bond with him and he with you.

First, he loves tennis balls. The more the merrier. Sometimes I think he’s part squirrel, the way he hoards them. He usually always has two in his mouth, and he tries to get a third in there. Hasn’t done it yet. Doesn’t
matter where you throw them, he’ll bound after them, so be careful. Don’t do it by any roads.

Next, commands. Reggie knows the obvious ones —-“sit,” “stay,” “come,” “heel.”

He knows hand signals, too: He knows “ball” and “food” and “bone” and “treat” like nobody’s business.

Feeding schedule: twice a day, regular store-bought stuff; the shelter has the brand.

He’s up on his shots. Be forewarned: Reggie hates the vet. Good luck getting him in the car. I don’t know how he knows when it’s time to go to the vet, but he knows.

Finally, give him some time. It’s only been Reggie and me for his whole life. He’s gone everywhere with me, so please include him on your daily car rides if you can. He sits well in the backseat, and he doesn’t bark or complain. He just loves to be around people, and me most especially.

And that’s why I need to share one more bit of info with you…His name’s not Reggie. He’s a smart dog, he’ll get used to it and will respond to it, of that I have no doubt. But I just couldn’t bear to give them his real name. But if someone is reading this … well it means that his new owner should know his real name. His real name is “Tank.” Because, that is what I drive.

I told the shelter that they couldn’t make “Reggie” available for adoption until they received word from my company commander. You see, my parents are gone, I have no siblings, no one I could’ve left Tank with .. and it was my only real request of the Army upon my deployment to Iraq, that they make one phone call to the shelter … in the “event” … to tell them that Tank could be put up for adoption. Luckily, my CO is a dog-guy, too, and he knew where my platoon was headed. He said he’d do it personally. And if you’re reading this, then he made good on his word.

Tank has been my family for the last six years, almost as long as the Army has been my family. And now I hope and pray that you make him part of your family, too, and that he will adjust and come to love you the same way he
loved me.

If I have to give up Tank to keep those terrible people from coming to the US I am glad to have done so. He is my example of service and of love. I hope I honored him by my service to my country and comrades.

All right, that’s enough. I deploy this evening and have to drop this letter off at the shelter. Maybe I’ll peek in on him and see if he finally got that third tennis ball in his mouth.

Good luck with Tank. Give him a good home, and give him an extra kiss goodnight - every night - from me.

Thank you,

Paul Mallory
____________ _________ _________ _______

I folded the letter and slipped it back in the envelope. Sure, I had heard of Paul Mallory, everyone in town knew him, even new people like me. Local kid, killed in Iraq a few months ago and posthumously earning the Silver
Star when he gave his life to save three buddies. Flags had been at half-mast all summer.

I leaned forward in my chair and rested my elbows on my knees, staring at the dog.

“Hey, Tank,” I said quietly.

The dog’s head whipped up, his ears cocked and his eyes bright.

“C’mere boy.”

He was instantly on his feet, his nails clicking on the hardwood floor. He sat in front of me, his head tilted, searching for the name he hadn’t heard in months. “Tank,” I whispered.

His tail swished.

I kept whispering his name, over and over, and each time, his ears lowered, his eyes softened, and his posture relaxed as a wave of contentment just seemed to flood him. I stroked his ears, rubbed his shoulders, buried my
face into his scruff and hugged him.

“It’s me now, Tank, just you and me. Your old pal gave you to me.” Tank reached up and licked my cheek.

“So whatdaya say we play some ball?” His ears perked again.

“Yeah? Ball? You like that? Ball?”

Tank tore from my hands and disappeared into the next room. And when he came back, he had three tennis balls in his mouth.”

partybarackisinthehousetonight: “haha yeah” [i awkwardly chuckle pretending i know what you just...

Thu, 16 May 2013 15:10:10 -0500

partybarackisinthehousetonight:

“haha yeah” [i awkwardly chuckle pretending i know what you just said]

lolsofunny: (lol here!)

Thu, 16 May 2013 15:09:45 -0500

lolsofunny:

(lol here!)

Happy mother’s day to my mommy! Love her. Made matching, cheesy...

Sat, 11 May 2013 23:23:14 -0500

Happy mother’s day to my mommy! Love her. Made matching, cheesy mother’s day caps/visors for all of the moms going to Cancun tomorrow. Hahahaha. (:
Idk why I’m wearing it. I am not a mom.

I graduated. (:

Sat, 11 May 2013 19:59:02 -0500

I graduated. (:

geekscoutcookies: anakisa: this girl telling me not to eat my cake because i don’t want my thighs...

Fri, 10 May 2013 14:57:36 -0500

geekscoutcookies:

anakisa:

this girl telling me not to eat my cake because i don’t want my thighs to touch

they won’t be touching with your man between them

gorrestfump: if u cant handle me at my worst then i completely understand bc i cant either

Fri, 10 May 2013 14:55:50 -0500

gorrestfump:

if u cant handle me at my worst then i completely understand bc i cant either

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Fri, 10 May 2013 14:55:42 -0500

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Fri, 10 May 2013 14:55:33 -0500

lolsofunny: (lol here!)

Fri, 10 May 2013 14:55:20 -0500

lolsofunny:

(lol here!)

sweetdez: detrea: fuckyeahhugsandkisses: a-little-insane: the best part about being the little...

Fri, 10 May 2013 14:55:07 -0500

sweetdez:

detrea:

fuckyeahhugsandkisses:

a-little-insane:

the best part about being the little spoon while cuddling is being able to rub your butt against the person’s junk

The best part about being the big spoon while cuddling is getting to rub your junk against the person’s butt

The best part about the big spoon as that it lets me get bigger portions of ice cream as I cry alone in my room.

Three types of people

fuckyeahlaughters: jaiwrestledabearonce: THE FUTURE IS NOW

Fri, 10 May 2013 14:54:42 -0500

fuckyeahlaughters:

jaiwrestledabearonce:

THE FUTURE IS NOW

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Fri, 10 May 2013 14:54:01 -0500