on the bright side

free cup of coffee

to anybody who reminds me, on the night of the next state of the union address, to avoid reading my facebook newsfeed AT ALL COSTS because it will only make me want to deactivate my account and get a new phone number. 

Is it snowing?

Is it snowing?

Bright siding (v.)

I was sick through all of Christmas (but I actually handled it all really well and didn’t complain too much!), and now that I’m starting to come out of it, I feel kind of awesome?

I discovered, for one, that sleeping in a room with a humidifier can really work wonders for your complexion, especially if it’s a little cold out, and two, that abstaining from any/all alcohol for a full week really makes a positive difference. Sleeping a full 8 hours every night probably isn’t hurting, either.

Try it sometime.

BRITTICISMS: Tissues

britticisms:

How I use my phone as a alarm and how I leave it in the kitchen so I must crawl out of bed in the morning, dragging myself from the sheets, from the warmth, from the security of being in a place that is comfortable, true, and consistent. But also, how I leave it there because I must detach myself,…

I’m really sort of glad to have read this tonight, because I just left my phone in the car of a friend of a friend who gave me a ride home; we’re not even facebook friends. I’m not really sure how I’ll get it back yet, and I feel at once nervous and worried and also completely concerned about how much this phone does for me. There isn’t a single alarm clock in this entire house. How will I wake up on time for work tomorrow? What if somebody sends me a text message that gets taken out of context? How did it get this way?

via britticisms / 1 month ago / 29 notes /

father/daughter chats

Me: Hey, I think I know what it is that made my [second-hand] dining room table look all damaged.
Dad: What?
Me: Well, I just spilled nail-polish remover all over the coffee table and it looks just like the scarring on the dining-room table. I wanted them to match, so.
Dad: Great work.
{{{{PS–really beating myself up over ruining the coffee table right now.}}}}

a question

Is there a blog for people who are like, “I need to start cooking for myself the way adults do, not just throwing something frozen in a skillet or toasting bread and eating it with some cheese i got on the way home”??? Or am I going to have to do it myself?

toptumbles:

Dog Man has a snack

I saw this a few days ago, but today somebody at work legitimately chatted me the link to this video when I put my “lunch” away message up. Still sorting through that one.

toptumbles:

Dog Man has a snack

I saw this a few days ago, but today somebody at work legitimately chatted me the link to this video when I put my “lunch” away message up. Still sorting through that one.

via toptumbles / 2 months ago / 819 notes /
no shame! 

no shame! 

NOPE. nice try, guys. 

NOPE. nice try, guys. 

#inventions

I had an interview with a major “financey” company about a year and a half ago (before I had my current job), and ended up talking about how badly I wished that dogs could receive text messages.

“You know, if you had to stay late at work and you know they’re getting anxious because they’ve usually eaten by now and they’re confused because you’re not even home yet, etc.” 

That I didn’t get that job doesn’t even need to be explained, but I’m sitting at home right now wishing I could send my dogs a text message because my mom totally isn’t answering her phone and I wish they could be all like, “yo, call your kid back.”

 
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