On today’s agenda:
Nothing! I am allowing myself one day to be lazy in bed all day, and not think about or do any work whatsoever. I have worked so hard these last few weeks, but i’ve been on top of every single assignment and obligation. Tonight will hopefully be full of whimsy and excitement but i don’t even really care! Because Thursday, December 10th is the day that I don’t care about anything. Sigh.
I’m having my own personal America’s Next Top Model Marathon. Damn i miss that show.
i don’t care what a creepy stalker i am. i find this very amusing.
Ladies. This really relates to fashion, maybe, and especially (in)sanity. The two sometimes go hand in hand? Turn on your sound and click the picture, and you can zoom in really close and it’s so creepy and fabulous. I promise.
xx
S.F.Satellite images of sharks off Bondi Beach. The detail is impressive!
jfc.
This is, without a doubt, one of the worst things that has ever happened to me.
CLICK IT. you will be changed forever.
“If Gorgeous George doesn’t wake up in the next few minutes, Tommy knows he’ll be buried with him. Why would the gypsies go through the trouble of explaining why a man died in their campsite when they can bury the pair of them and just move camp? It’s not like they got social security numbers, is it? And Tommy - the tit - is praying. And if he isn’t, he fucking should be.”
-Snatch. (2000)
golden brown-the stranglers
love these two.
i really, really, really, really, really want a hot dog right now.
(via niotillfem)
(image via doe deere)
i can’t wait to not study shakespeare next semester.
The Snackcano
Orange soda strawberry ice cream float topped with Skittles.
ugh, library.
Back to the grind. 3 days til radio city holiday show. 15-18 days til winter break. 1 day til December 1st.