April 2011
1 post
January 2011
1 post
If you can
tomyhusband:
make a sauce from scratch, your entire prep time will be comprised me of wanting to fuck you.
Even Velveeta, my babies.
Even Velveeta.
November 2010
6 posts
I started a gluten free food blog! →
estnespes:
I’m known as a fairly good chef among my friends. As a grad school student on a tight budget with a small kitchen, I try very hard to make gluten free delicious by experimentation. I’m always looking for suggestions, and I love learning family recipes to tweak my own. Follow it if you’re so inclined! And help promote me please :D
Supporting my future baby-momma
“But then they strutted down the streets like total pimps, and I shambled after...”
– On The Bro’d: Every sentence of Jack Kerouac’s On The Road, retold for bros. (via synecdoche)
October 2010
3 posts
September 2010
2 posts
August 2010
3 posts
Oh my god.
whydoihaveablog:
I’m the same age Monica Lewinsky was when the president put a cigar up her twat.
There’s so much I have yet to accomplish.
July 2010
8 posts
a mascot defriended me on facebook.
blerg.
How BP Gulf disaster may have triggered a... →
quicket:
well, better get some more riding in
aw fuck. I thought only adorable sea otters and fun beach trips to Biloxi were gonna die…..
“I nodded and leaned back in my chair, thinking, Listen to what? He’s so nice,...”
– David Sedaris, Barrel Fever (via isatsan)
June 2010
18 posts
HE'S NOT GAY!
he’s not gay. he’s not gay. he’s. not. gay.
either that or he’s still in the closet. which works in my favor either way.
Life Truths:
I will always:
Fall for the gay guy
Fall for the cheesy carbohydrate
Flourish in conversations about alcohol and the guilt you feel about finding a Jonas Brother attractive, but find it hard to hold my own about conversations about (pol)lolitics
LOVE ME FOR ME
Flexitarian
What the fuck? Did you mean to say….. “I only meat sometimes.”? Or have you tried, mayhaps, “I don’t like a lot of meat.”?
No. It appears you have taken matters into your own hands and submitted to the ultimate form of douchery. Flexi-fucking-tarian.
P.S. YOU STILL EAT FUCKING MEAT. YOU ARE JUST A PERSON WHO EATS FOOD. GO FUCK YOURSELF AND TRADER JOE’S.
I miss the internet so much
In the midst of post-Grad life in my internet-less home for one week. So far I have:
Watched the entirety of The Pacific in one day
Gone out for ice cream every other night
……..? Nothing else.
I’m currently covered in yellow mustard. Just relishing this shit before ~*real life*~.
May 2010
28 posts
Aw shit. I'm 22.
I’m not one of those people who feels younger or looks younger or acts younger or wants to be younger. I just really like even numbers so this is looking pretty good for me.
I hope someone out there will play “Rude Boy” in my honor tonight. Take it. Take it. Love me. Love me.
I FUCKING HATE MY BIRTHDAY
Tomorrow I turn 22, but since I’m going to Atlantic City with my friends from home, I decided I’d celebrate with my college friends tonight. I asked two people to come and the first one said they had a final tomorrow and the other said she had to watch the Lost finale (ouch. that one is going to leave a sting for awhile.) So I gave up on the rest and decided I’d spend the night...
Outside the comfort zone
Today I completed all my degree requirements. I packed up my student teaching desk and when my teacher read me the letter of recommendation she wrote for me I sobbed real tears like a human person.
Dozens of lesson plans, one in class fight broken up by the police, 4 teen moms, 3 angry parent phone-calls, 1 prom, 100’s of PowerPoint slides, 2 award ceremonies, and 150 loveable 17 year olds...
“‘Lost’ is only slightly less annoying than the Jonas Brothers.”
– c-ham. words of truth.
Ladies is pimps, too.
Today I had to give a presentation to incoming seniors in my major about our spring semester and some kid I hooked-up with was there. LOL. Sup? I’m your role model. Your mouth was in my mouth.
Later, the current seniors and I went out for dinner to celebrate the end of our seminar night class and the entire table I was eating at discussed the time they saw me “seriously, intensely,...