5.27.12. read and enjoy,people are absurd,

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awmygosh: CATerpillar 

awmygosh:

CATerpillar 

5.19.12. cat,gif,

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(Source: pleatedjeans, via oneglee-rection)

5.19.12. I should find this funny,but I do,

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ambrosaur:

Jessica’s pro pitch

for Pay-ge

5.18.12. lol,jessica,snsd,DinoG,jessica jung,girls generation,baseball,jung pitch,

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“I can do it all,” she said and then she did.

5.13.12.

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(Source: latin-student-problems)

5.10.12. grammar,latin,english,I also use infinitely more dependent clauses though,

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The Detroit Foodie: Dr. Sushi »

thedetroitfoodie:

Dr. Sushi

What/Who is Dr. Sushi? This sushi PhD offers patrons some amazingly tasty & fresh sushi, available for pick-up every Wednesday at an undisclosed Corktown location. Sushi + Underground Dining + Secret Location = Love it!!!

How does it work, you may ask?

(1.) The weekly sushi menu is available on Facebook & Twitter.

(2.) Contact Dr. Sushi via email or Twitter to place your order.

(3.) Orders must be made by 11:00pm, Tuesday night.

(4.) You’ll get an email confirmation with the pick-up location address.

(5.) Enjoy your fresh tasting delicous sushi order.

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The sushi menu changes weekly, so for this past week’s order i got two maki rolls:

$3 DAIKON ROLL = Daikon is a Japanese vegetable that’s similar to a radish, great!
$5 ASPARAGUS DELUXE ROLL = Fresh asparagus with an ever so slight smothering of Wasabi cream cheese - fantastic!

(via logicandchaos)

5.06.12. summer adventures with Edward,

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The first day I met Bryce Loski, I flipped.

This is the most beautiful, perfect, wonderful adaptation of a book to a movie I have ever seen.

(Source: kimlennox, via haffurupafu)

4.26.12. Flipped,

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Planting Flowers by Gabriel Gadfly »

gabrielgadfly:

You were beautiful,
and I spent hours trying to decide
how to dispose of your picture.

I could have burned it.
I could have thrown it in the trash,
or left it in a gutter full of old rain.
I could have chopped it into confetti
and thrown it off the tallest building
in town, but none of those seemed
a fitting way to end you.

I didn’t hate you enough for fire.
You didn’t belong in the landfill
or a grimy wet sluice, and
if I’d tossed you into the sky,
I’d just have to see the pieces of you
when I came back down.

So I bought a packet of flower seeds.
Himalayan blue poppies,
and I crumpled your picture
and tucked the seeds inside
and I buried you.

In an empty lot beside a thrift store,
I buried you,
thinking you weren’t so beautiful after all,
but with a bit of rain and sunshine
you might be.

This poem © Gabriel Gadfly. Published Apr 25, 2012

4.25.12. gabriel gadfly,poem,poetry,spilled ink,flowers,

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Why isn’t it warm enough to go to the beach?  I want to finish these last two exams and run barefoot through the sand.  

4.25.12.

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