February 2012
8 posts
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years ago my friend made this his facebook status...
“apparently the bulk of us have 100 problems.”
nodognomaster:
The cost of being a wolf is loneliness.
January 2012
19 posts
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i got these ideas, man,
on the next flask i buy i’ll engrave “this is actually just a sandwich.” and maybe on the other side it’ll say “no i won’t share stop judging me.”
just a thought.
another thought: do you ever wish your hands had a different amount of fingers to better accommodate knuckle tattoos that aren’t eight letters?
ayatrollah →
a (private) group of iranians says they’ll send a toy model of the US drone that washington is demanding they send back. LOLLING.
Watchsorry i’ve been such a downer recently, but i’m not stopping now. this is a video about michelle macnaught, made before she passed away, it was also played at her funeral service.
Watchseriously, i’m doing this twice in a row. not because i’m a dick, (i am) but because i really think everyone should watch it. it’s shot by heather craig, a very talented cinematographer, and (though i do have a biased opinion) i think it’s a great story to watch. SO WATCH IT.
Watchthis summer i went on tour with my friends and this is the trailer for the documentary coming out because of it. watch this shit. it’s awesome.
i must see this movie. →
2012:
no more drunk blogging. (except for right this minute.) (except for in a few days when i drunk blog again.)
heart of gold
feet of lead.
to michelle,
because she’s too important to pass up, obviously. (everyone from purchase, raise up a glass and give a cheers):
here’s to our michelle, she’s up in the great big print shop in the sky. i’ll see you soon, babe, but not too soon, i got work to do down here. you understand. everyone, have a happy new year.
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“it’s almost six, i hope this doesn’t wake you. i love you, you dope,...”
– this friendship is too funny to pass up.
Sleepy, drunk...
drintastic:
just getting drunker. Ugh, happy new year.
always getting drunker, always getting sleepier, ugh, happy new year, love you, boner.
December 2011
27 posts
One teacher's approach to preventing gender...
togetherforjacksoncountykids:
“It’s Okay to be Neither,” By Melissa Bollow Tempel
Alie arrived at our 1st-grade classroom wearing a sweatshirt with a hood. I asked her to take off her hood, and she refused. I thought she was just being difficult and ignored it. After breakfast we got in line for art, and I noticed that she still had not removed her hood. When we arrived at the art room, I said:...
drunk poetry, what's up.
i want to say your name like it will save my life. it won’t, but it’s fun. i want to make you feel okay. i want to make you feel good, GOOD, because that’s how you make me feel. you can trade in your job and i’ll trade in my hand tattoos and denim vest and we’ll call it even. fuck me, four times, and we’ll call it even.
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27 December 2008: The Al Ashi Family →
palestinetoday:
“For the upcoming anniversary of the war, me and other women who lost husbands in the attack plan to give gifts to orphans who lost their fathers during the war. The gifts will be inscribed with the words “On this day you are the beloved ones of your mother”. We want children to remember they still have their mothers and they will always love them”
PCHR is publishing accounts of...
it's 1:13
drintastic:
flipe:
xoxo-pizzagrrrl:
maryjanejacobs:
I am still in bed.
2:22pm I just woke up.
me too. cannot lift the curse of the bummer.
2:38, same here.
2:45, hungover and hungry
who do you think you are?
with intensity, a drop evaporates by law.
i just like it when it’s late at night and i can sing the really low notes in bill callahan songs.
why didn’t i put this mini fridge in my closet earlier?
“i don’t know what happened. i bought all this beer for the coming nights,...”
– girl after my own heart.
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me, talking to my cat:
oh, hey! i’m sorry i woke you up. well, i guess i’m gonna go peepee, and half-way brush my teeth, then i’m gonna take a big swig of ginny, and hopefully pass out! how you doin’? you okay? you want a belly rub? ooh you’re the cutest. ok, i’ll be right back. who’s the best? you’re the best. wolfie wolfie wolfie i love you.