February 2012
16 posts
ffffuuuu
i have never been so into a book series in all my life this is so stress-inducing and happy-making all at the same time. onto chapter 23, kids.
oh man oh man.
so i’m super late jumping onto the hunger games bandwagon but i just got to chapter four and ohmigod it’s so good why didn’t you fools tell me sooner.
SO,
we found out a couple days ago the final results of blake’s gre test:
96th percentile in verbal reasoning, 69th percentile in quantitative reasoning, and 96th percentile on his writing!
we also kind of found out that a few schools are vying for him.
including yale.
YALE.
Y A L E.
(even though we’re still going to mississippi, but still. YALE.)
so a long-time family friend is now involved in a...
fascinating.
what is it with hipsters and succulent cacti?
it's time to start buckling down.
blake’s on the verge of being accepted to ole miss, which means we have to start preparing to visit oxford in a few months. which means i need to get some job interviews lined up while i’m down there.
of course, i could always just work at a club in memphis.
options people, options.
picking up cheap mexican and spending the evening...
and i think to myself, what a wonderful world.
and...a breath of relief.
it’s not his. this ordeal is finally over.
her water just broke.
i guess our lives stay the same or change completely forever starting…right now.
January 2012
22 posts
drunk on tublrrtr
yeah buddy
just asked. didn't go well. :[
so i'm going to ask a.m. if we can move into the...
i think all of my reasons are incredibly valid.
kelly’s lived in the house for over two years and has done nothing but halfway tear up the nasty old carpet, prime one hallway and halfprime another, and then let her dogs piss and shit all over everything.
i can absolutely have the front parlor room done in two weeks, tops.
nancy, the first person who lived there after a.m. bought it, can...
best birthday everrrrr.
no but seriously i got gorgeous shoes from target
i am now 22 years old.
yay, i love my birthday!
beyonce stole my baby name.
no but really.
anyone have any opinion on the nikon d3100?
considering buying one for my birthday. well. a three-ish week late birthday present. and my birthday’s not til next week.
but still.
motherfucker, you are RACIST
whether you’d like to admit it or not, if you seriously believe that you, as a middle-aged straight white man, are somehow discriminated against by society.
GO FUCK YOURSELF.
s t r e s s e d o u t
more shit to pile on top of the already large pile!
wtf is up with peonies.
they’re pretty and all. but holy fuck after gossip girl it seems like the indie world is
o b s e s s e d
with a goddamn flower.
PEONIES PEONIES OMG I LOVE PEONIES PEONIES PEONIES PEONIES DID YOU KNOW PEONIES PEONIES PEONIES IN BROWN PAPER PEONIES FOR BREAKFAST A PICTURE OF PEONIES BY A MAGAZINE MY BED MADE OF PEONIES PEONIES PEONIES PEONIES PEONIES PEONIES EVERYWHERE ALL THE TIME PEONIES
thambos asked: That is so upsetting about Blake's "friends." People can be such asshats. I hope you don't mind me asking, but how did you find out/get warrants? A few months ago the same thing happened to my family, where a cousin came out of nowhere and "stumbled on" some of our stolen things being "sold on the side of the road" but I don't know if we have proof per...
turns out it was blake's "best friends" who stole...
fucking called it. they’ve got two felony warrants out for them, and they have a pot plant in their bathroom. tempted to let the sheriff know.
i have never, ever liked them. trashy, child-beating burnouts who tried to break us up and told me that i deserved for blake to cheat on me when my phone was in silent and we didn’t hear their phone call. good fucking riddance.
i don't take criticism well.
also i fucking hate everyone ever.
December 2011
31 posts
i have a blog. →
bought myself a new pair of jeans, a pair of...
and now i am poor again.
oh also i locked my keys in my car yay.
fuck you, okcupid guy.
so i have a mostly unused profile for friends & networking. i ignore the guys looking for booty (it clearly states that i am in a monogamous relationship and NOT looking).
got a nice message from a guy in town for the holidays looking for like-minded friends, we eventually exchange phone numbers to text. he seems very cool, and we talk for a bit, potentially make plans to have lunch tomorrow...
a.m.'s family has a strict idea of what "family"...
and because we’re not married, apparently, even though i’ve been with blake for a year and a half and have lived with am and blake for all of it, i’m not it.
well this just makes me feel welcome.
i enjoy his family more than he does,
and it makes me sad.
he also cares little to none for my family as well.
it makes me angry.
i’m going to have a happy holiday, i swear.
got a full 4.75 hours sleep last night.
yay for scheduling me to close at 11 last night, which means i didn’t get out until 12 and didn’t get home until 1, but i still have to wake up at 5:30 to get here at 7.
i dress my mother
better than i dress myself.
for someone so against society and cultural...
you sure are goddamn picky about a fucking hoodie.
stupid boyfriends pissing me off.
yay, books for newtonmas.
we love books. we love books so much that we (literally) have a whole library full of books. books that we’ve read over and over, books that we’re working on, books that we started and then forgot about because we started another book, and about thirty or so books we’ve bought - some we bought almost two and a half years ago - and still haven’t cracked the cover of.
oh,...
oh, young male gamers.
so i work at gamestop. i know a lot about video games. i’ve played almost everything. i’m educated, intelligent, and good at my job.
young high school boy who got hired same time as me, however, not so much. he can’t alphabetize, which is an important skill to have when his job consists solely of…alphabetizing the racks. although he does have to greet and find things for...