So cute!
@im_tricia Aww, @YUCKYBOT! You’re HILARIOUS!
@YUCKYBOT Umm… Thanks. *sigh*
nickadoola:
(I’m so, so, so going to hell for this one, aren’t I?)
The Twitter Elite™ are very real. They get together to conspire against everyone once a week. I’ve obtained a transcript of their last meeting. As you’ll see, however, they don’t get much accomplished.
@badbanana This meeting of the Twitter…
stookey-girl:
Ok, I love this picture and the weathered bread table especially caught my attention but
is a table and chairs only for the legless peeps of the world?
This reminds me of our kitchen table, built by my dad. To this day, I automatically sit sideways at a table and cross my legs. My mom did the same. I don’t know how the hell my dad sat comfortably. Maybe that’s why he drank.
3rdmartini:
texburgher:
Creative Output
Nothing new here. Vermeer was all but unknown for 200 years, and Van Gogh: ignored to death. By comparison, Norman Rockwell and Thomas Kinkade became household names- each early in his life. The history of the arts abounds with such examples. (Who here watches Jenny Saville, Tai-Shan Schierenberg, Ann Gale, David Kassan?) Not to say there aren’t exceptions - there are, but they live in that sliver of overlap.
We like to think of social media as efficiently exposing previously or otherwise hidden talent, but I think something quite opposite is going on. Thanks to social media, the circle on the right seems to grow exponentially year-over-year, while the circle on the left, at best, resists shrinking.
Internet!
I don’t think there’s a single thing about this that I can disagree with.
This makes me feel much better about myself.
Tell me about your phone!
Does anyone out there have a Samsung Galaxy S or Samsung Focus? My cell finally died, and I’m liking the big screens on these (rather than the iPhone). Is the battery life as bad as people say? What do you like/hate about it?
If you have something else you love, I want to hear about it (or just hear what it is)!
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Night night
I have to wake up early for work tomorrow for my job, that I love. But I hate going to bed. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKITY FUCKSTICKS FUCKERS!
Ze girl finally agreed to learn how to ride a bike, and took to it immediately. Sorry about your flowers, neighbours! Yes, she’s singing Cheap Trick.
Heads up on this great deal from Old Navy. Act now while you can still get this skirt at the higher price!
Whenever I call my eight-year-old on something, she responds with "bleh bleh."
V: Do you know what the strongest part of your body is?
Me: I don't know. Your thighs? I can lift a lot of weight at the gym with my legs.
V: No, it's your head.
Me: Then why do you wear a helmet when you ride a bike? You made that up.
V: What hand do you write with?
Me: My right.
V: So that means your left hand is stronger.
Me: That makes no sense. My right is stronger because I use the muscles more.
V: Bleh bleh.
Me: Seriously, you obviously made that whole thing up. Or did someone tell you that? Because they were totally lying.
V: BLEH BLEH!
Me: Ha, I knew it.
I was in a bad mood from lack of sleep but going to work made me happy. I love my new job so much. HOW DOES THAT SHIT EVEN HAPPEN?