June 2009
150 posts
May 2009
160 posts
Wee ooh wee ooh wee, wee ooh wee ooh wee, wee ooh...
squibble:
Like a cop car
See, I thought it was like The Time, but then I realized that would be “Oh wee oh wee oh.”
A REAL BREAK UP LETTER FROM A REAL PERSON →
monkeyfrog:
emmyinabox:
I do not care how old this is and how many of you have seen it.
This is in my top 5 amazing internet things.
YOU MAKE ME TOUCH YOUR HAND FOR STUPID REASONS.
id rather date a spider or a rat!
Perhaps the most eloquent dramatic reading ever.
Hey aedison,
…why are you so awesome all the time? Just sayin’.
wow
I just got this comment on my blog:
“I was just now searching for about this when I discovered your post. I’m just stopping by to say that I definitely enjoyed reading this post, it is really clear and well written. Are you considering blogging more about this? It appears like there is more material here for later posts.”
It was in relation to this post.
I am a sucker for...
“I just don’t understand how this is such a big deal to them. I mean, if they...”
– My friend C, who makes too much sense (via halfbakedidea)
It’s so true, it hurts my head.
Hot, angry tears.
My gay married friends? Better at relationships than most of my hetero friends.
Fuck you, fucking prop-8 fuckwads.
atsween:
For J-Money.
I do this under...
Watchessdogg:
hellamike:
sweetchrysanthemum:
This goes from normal to HOLY CRAP I’M PEEING MY PANTS in about 10 seconds.
For someone like me who sometimes produces wedding DVDs this was awesome. I wish more people wanted to have fun like this.
Aw shit, now I have to get divorced and remarried so I can make a video like this.
Zomg, made my Thursday.
I'm not avoiding doing work
by screwing around on tumblr. I’m actually trying to figure out what I’m in the mood to eat and perusing tumblr at the same time.
Eating something will help me focus on work. Tumblr is helping me focus on what I’m in the mood to eat. Therefore, tumblr is part of a process that makes my work more effective.
So cram that in your craw, HR harpy.
Getting to know me. Getting to know all about me.
Our daughter came home from a weekend away with her “grandma” and “sister,” and was pretty upset. She proceeded to tell me how they, her extended family, thought that we, her live-in family, were horrific people.
blank stare.
And they shared this with her with no compunction or remorse or the slightest regard for her feelings or level of comfort.
First: Understand...
