Thinking With My Skin

romeojulietsierra: (via Buzzfeed) This is what hell looks...

Sat, 12 Dec 2009 18:43:32 -0800

romeojulietsierra:

(via Buzzfeed)

This is what hell looks like.

So I drank something with Jaeger and orange juice last night...

Thu, 12 Nov 2009 11:21:15 -0800

duplo:

And I’ve thrown up three times this morning!

This is the worst day of my life.

And you’re surprised by this?

"Word on the other hand… Well, sometimes it just fucks up the document because of a stray keystroke,..."

Wed, 11 Nov 2009 07:09:38 -0800

“Word on the other hand… Well, sometimes it just fucks up the document because of a stray keystroke, but there is no easy, logical way to debug it because you can’t see the markup. You have to guess, try different things, hit the undo button a lot and if everything else fails, revert to a previous save. Ugh…”

- Open Source and Cost of Use « Terminally Incoherent

I can relate.

(via longstride)

Word is the enemy of all that is good and holy.

duplo: caryrandolph: I found these Brooks Brothers glasses...

Fri, 23 Oct 2009 11:16:46 -0700

duplo:

caryrandolph:

I found these Brooks Brothers glasses (right) yesterday whilst nerding out at the optometrist’s office. Undying love does not even begin to describe the deep adoration I feel for these olive tortoiseshell glasses. I snapped a snap, shot it to my friends for votes, and was returned with this mock-up by the brilliant and blonde Erin, on whom I can always count for straight talk, no punches pulled. The subject heading: “LOOK AT THIS FUCKING LOVE CONNECTION.” The ocular soulmate: LANEY BOGGS. Enter my newest style star.

I am so jealous of people who wear glasses. Thanks a lot for the 20/20 vision, mom. It’s totally cramping my style.

Trust me on this one. It’s a GOOD thing you got the actual seeing part of your mom’s eyes, though I do believe my contribution in the shape and size department is made of win.

24freedinners: (via youmightfindyourself) Niiiiiiiiick please...

Tue, 20 Oct 2009 05:38:56 -0700

24freedinners:

(via youmightfindyourself)

Niiiiiiiiick please buy this!

I want this too. Where do I find such an item?

Neat thing about living in the house I grew up in again:

Mon, 19 Oct 2009 16:02:55 -0700

duplo:

I can use the return address labels I ordered myself in 7th grade! Yes, I kept them. I only used like 3 out of the 100 labels!

They read, “Jessica Cameron, Cool Person”

I’ve been awesome forever…

I remember those address labels.

duplo: deleteyourself: Get your Kate Gosselin wig for...

Mon, 12 Oct 2009 11:20:59 -0700

duplo:

deleteyourself:

Get your Kate Gosselin wig for halloween. (Link)

Awesome.

Combine this wig with a Ed Hardy t-shirt and you would be two of the most malevolent creatures in contemporary American life all in one. Talk about scary.

minimalmac: davidkaneda: Make your Dock list view look like...

Tue, 29 Sep 2009 13:05:31 -0700

minimalmac:

davidkaneda:
Make your Dock list view look like this with this quick terminal command (via usingmac.com):
defaults write com.apple.dock use-new-list-stack -bool YES && killall Dock
Every kind of awesome.

If only it worked.

duplo: This is me with my friend Seanacey. She and I met in...

Mon, 21 Sep 2009 11:26:32 -0700

duplo:

This is me with my friend Seanacey.

She and I met in first grade and were more or less inseparable until the end of elementary school when we went off to different junior highs.

The last time I saw her we were twelve years old.

Seanacey just got back from living in Japan for two years and on Friday we decided to meet for a beer. It was so fantastic! Twelve years had past since I last saw her- half our lives- but it really didn’t feel like any time had passed at all.

I tend to think that I’ve changed quite a bit since 5th grade, but maybe that’s not so true.

Hey, Seanacey! Wow, this brings back memories.

duplo: This lady is me. Some day. I hope. Including her teeth?

Thu, 17 Sep 2009 08:18:01 -0700

duplo:

This lady is me.

Some day.

I hope.

Including her teeth?

duplo: The record for longest USL First Division unbeaten...

Tue, 15 Sep 2009 12:42:32 -0700

duplo:

The record for longest USL First Division unbeaten streak, at 24 games, was set by the Timbers this year, and a new club attendance record has been achieved with a match remaining. And in 2009 two trophies have been added to a historically sparse trophy case: the Cascadia and Commissioners Cups.

So despite the recent slump, this year’s team is the most successful Timbers USL team ever.

Thirsty Thursday, September 17th the Timbers play their final regular season match of the year, against the Cleveland City Stars. See you at PGE Park. Match starts at 7:15pm.

-Dave Knows: Portland

Kay, Meg and I will be there! Just look for the drunk girls screaming profanities in section 107.

Wait… I might need to be more specific.

Hrmm.

duplo: planettampon: This girl is amazing and I’m fucked off...

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 17:22:36 -0700

duplo:

planettampon:

This girl is amazing and I’m fucked off that she dropped out.

Seriously, she was so much fun.

I loved when she made the first cut and she was like, “Thank you, Jesus! I love you, Jesus!” and Tyra was like, “I hope you’d still love him even if you weren’t chosen,” and her response was to shriek, “I LOVE HIM.”

Do you think she had some sort of serious break down? I feel like it’s likely.

Maybe she was raptured into heaven, a kind of early bird special because of her extra enthusiasm.

duplo: This is my dream. Did you know sometimes a pygmy goat...

Thu, 10 Sep 2009 13:32:47 -0700

duplo:

This is my dream.

Did you know sometimes a pygmy goat will bang into you from behind, causing you to topple over? Then they laugh at you, because, admit it, it is pretty funny.

Tumblr True Confessions

Tue, 08 Sep 2009 16:18:57 -0700

duplo:

soupsoup:

dailyhuff:

- I unfollowed Soup because he dissed high school drama kids and Monty Python. I started out on the jock track, man, but the best thing I did in high school was quit football to be a drama geek (I should note, too, none of my old teammates were ever stupid enough to try and give me shit about it either). I know Soup gets lots of Tumblr love for many reasons, but I still think, “Fuck you, Soup,” whenever I remember his crack.

I was a drama geek and a jock, but I hated Monty Python which the other drama geeks LOVED.

Sorry, I just think MP is highly overrated and if I heard NO ONE EXPECTS THE SPANISH INQUISITION! one more time I would have punched one of them directly in their earnest mouths.

I love Monty Python, and twelve year old me LOVED Monty Python.

What I do not love is any time a person (especially one without a genuine british accent) imitates Monty Python. You are not one of the Knights Who Say Ni, nor do you work for the Ministry of Silly Walks. It’s just one of those don’t try this at home things.

NOW you tell me.

The subject is beer at the next Omsi Science Pub, Sept. 14

Sun, 06 Sep 2009 08:25:22 -0700

The subject is beer at the next Omsi Science Pub, Sept. 14:

duplo:

Science Pub? At OMSI? And the subject is beer?

There is NOTHING about this that doesn’t sound amazing.

Who wants go???

Why do things like this always happen the one night a month I am previously engaged?

Okay, I'm a cat.

Wed, 26 Aug 2009 17:17:23 -0700

Does this make me more Tumbular?

my favorite Mormon started drinking

Fri, 07 Aug 2009 07:11:48 -0700

malty:

“You inspired me, and I just want you to know that I really like vodka crans.” He said.

I have never been prouder…. or more like the devil

My personal direct experience with Mormons was back in the days when I was gainfully employed. The company I worked for had a lot of Mormons on the sales team. I used to manage the trade shows, and the sales team would staff the booth. In the evenings we would all have dinner together.

So whenever it was two or more Mormon sales folk at the dinner, they were prim and proper. But if there was just one, well, here comes the drinking and smoking and hitting on waitresses, then lotsa coffee in the morning to fight off the hangover.

I’m not sure what that means in the big scheme of things, but to me, one Mormon = rabid hedonist, more than one Mormon = pretend not to be a rabid hedonist. Wouldn’t it be easier to just not be a Mormon?

ninjapixie83: I do believe this girl may have skinned an...

Mon, 03 Aug 2009 20:48:12 -0700

ninjapixie83:

I do believe this girl may have skinned an alligator to make these sandals.

Sorry for the fuzzy picture, but I took it from afar and then cropped it. Didn’t want alligator girl to think I was weird for taking a picture of her feet.

Though my color wheel allows it as two parts of the green/violet/orange color triad, I really think one shouldn’t have purple toenails whilst wearing green freaksandals.

duplo: Check out this duck we saw last night That duck is either...

Sun, 26 Jul 2009 21:14:30 -0700

duplo:

Check out this duck we saw last night

That duck is either the reincarnation of Marie Antoinette or Liberace. Perhaps both.

ninja skills.

Tue, 21 Jul 2009 20:03:47 -0700

dangerisrelative:

We are hauling out the fisherman, cannery workers, everyone else and their dog— literally and figuratively. These are the same people I flew in a month ago and I saw each time I picked up fish, dropped off someone else or their mail. These people think they know me. And every single goddamn one of them wants to tell how cool it is that I’m a girl pilot. I have zero patience for this. But that’s beside the point here. So I flew this one guy in particular into a cannery strip at the beginning of the season. He then saw me several times picking up fish and dropping off passengers. He thinks he knows me and he also thinks we’re good ol’ buds. He’s wrong, but when he offers to buy me a Widmer Hef at the bar, I accept. I then proceed to be his friend for about 3 minutes, which is coincidentally the same amount of time it takes to get my (free) beer. I left to join some friends in a game of pool.

After the free beer and a game of pool I left the bar. I was not entertained by the number of gross fisherman and the lack of my buddies in the bar. I’m out by my house-sitting truck trying to find the keys in my backpack. I am faced towards the truck and bent over at my hips. I hear a voice yell my name and a person in the corner of my eye running at me, more specifically my ass. Not recognizing the voice and not being accepting of people running towards my ass, I kicked my leg out, screamed and swung my leg around— ninja style. I kicked him in the gut. Then I realized it was that guy who had bought me the beer. He still deserved it. Not smart to run up behind some girl towards her ass. Not okay.

However, I did get to kick one of my passengers. Not necessarily on purpose, but I think everyone has that moment where they really can’t take anymore crap from the peanut gallery and they probably feel the urge to do this occasionally. Not that I would ever actually kick a passenger, on purpose. I just have a very vivid imagination. And after doing this, I don’t think I got the pleasure I thought I would. I even felt kind of bad. So I guess, in the future thoughts of kicking my passengers will be quickly vetoed instead of pondered and eventually forgotten about.

Nah. You’re being too hard on yourself. Enjoy it. Relish it. LOVE it.