“BRITTNEY LANE DON’T CARE”

my brain.  song stuck.  help.

you’re so damn hot.

imperiousrex:

littleboneslou:

confusedquark:

littleboneslou:

hilliary:

nosferatued:

These polar bears have slit throats. ‘Tis the season.


Ahhh! I just saw these tonight at Starbucks when I was buying a Earl Grey Latte. I Awe’d.

I sit bad that all I can see is a pi sign necklace?

Hahah! I didn’t see that, but now I’ll see it all the time. <3

HA!

imperiousrex:

littleboneslou:

confusedquark:

littleboneslou:

hilliary:

nosferatued:

These polar bears have slit throats. ‘Tis the season.

Ahhh! I just saw these tonight at Starbucks when I was buying a Earl Grey Latte. I Awe’d.

I sit bad that all I can see is a pi sign necklace?

Hahah! I didn’t see that, but now I’ll see it all the time. <3

HA!

DUDE!  That is the grossest thing EVER!  You have a hole in your leg!!!  Yet you still manage to look pretty while having your LEG CUT OPEN. So unfair.
Glad you&#8217;re feeling better!
kindacarsick:

*WARNING: ICKY CONTENT*
There I was on a hospital bed thing, right before the doctor cut my leg open to scoop out the big purple excruciating part that turned out to be a staph infection.  I have a few thoughts regarding this matter, and they are as follows:

I’d like to thank my cherished readers for all of your thoughtful emails and kind, health-promoting words.
I had no idea my forehead could do that. 
Prior to this experience, I had incorrectly thought that I understood the concept of horrible pain.  Nope!  Not until you have staph, my friends.  Not until you have staph, and the doctor is injecting stuff directly into the purple part of your leg.
No, really. 
Y’all know that I am rarely grossed out and would normally step up to the plate to photograph my own surgery.  This time, however, documentation was Graham’s job, since I was too busy squeaking with pain and ripping holes in his arm with my fingernails. 
I have, of course, named my staph infection George Staphanopoulos. 
If you are interested in perusing the oozing gaping hole in my leg (it is vaguely mouth-shaped, and much less purple than it was a few days ago!), please feel free to visit my George Staphanopoulos Flickr page.  Keep in mind that it is disgusting.
No, really.  It’s disgusting, e.g., not for kiddos.
“How the fuck did I get this?”  I asked the doctor yesterday, after she was finished irrigating and re-packing my wound cavity for the 3rd time.  She shrugged.  ”I dunno,” she said, “Dirty spider?”  Spiders and other insects carry staph, apparently.  That’s right - no matter how clean and hygienic you are, there are still supremely nasty bacteria over which you have no control.  There you have it, people of the Internet.  Just let it go.

… Thus concludes (for now) my sordid tale of bacterial woe.  More later!
Love you guys.
xoxo,Sara

DUDE!  That is the grossest thing EVER!  You have a hole in your leg!!!  Yet you still manage to look pretty while having your LEG CUT OPEN. So unfair.

Glad you’re feeling better!

kindacarsick:

*WARNING: ICKY CONTENT*

There I was on a hospital bed thing, right before the doctor cut my leg open to scoop out the big purple excruciating part that turned out to be a staph infection.  I have a few thoughts regarding this matter, and they are as follows:

  • I’d like to thank my cherished readers for all of your thoughtful emails and kind, health-promoting words.
  • I had no idea my forehead could do that.
  • Prior to this experience, I had incorrectly thought that I understood the concept of horrible pain.  Nope!  Not until you have staph, my friends.  Not until you have staph, and the doctor is injecting stuff directly into the purple part of your leg.
  • No, really.
  • Y’all know that I am rarely grossed out and would normally step up to the plate to photograph my own surgery.  This time, however, documentation was Graham’s job, since I was too busy squeaking with pain and ripping holes in his arm with my fingernails.
  • I have, of course, named my staph infection George Staphanopoulos.
  • If you are interested in perusing the oozing gaping hole in my leg (it is vaguely mouth-shaped, and much less purple than it was a few days ago!), please feel free to visit my George Staphanopoulos Flickr page.  Keep in mind that it is disgusting.
  • No, really.  It’s disgusting, e.g., not for kiddos.
  • “How the fuck did I get this?”  I asked the doctor yesterday, after she was finished irrigating and re-packing my wound cavity for the 3rd time.  She shrugged.  ”I dunno,” she said, “Dirty spider?”  Spiders and other insects carry staph, apparently.  That’s right - no matter how clean and hygienic you are, there are still supremely nasty bacteria over which you have no control.  There you have it, people of the Internet.  Just let it go.

… Thus concludes (for now) my sordid tale of bacterial woe.  More later!

Love you guys.

xoxo,
Sara

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MUSIC FRIENDS!  I need your help.  Can you identify this song/band?  It came to me on a mix cd in early 2008 and I can’t figure out who it is.

thanks!

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cargohoo:

marychrist:

hammocknotes:grace-notes:

Goldfrapp: “Ooh La La”

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cargohoo:

Louis XIV - Finding Out True Love Is Blind

Wind you up and make you crawl to me

During one of my I’ma-drink-til-I’m-an-asshole nights, I saw Louis XIV outside of the Double Door. I guess they’d also seen the same shitty show I was coming from and I heckled them as they were getting into a cab.  They didn’t deserve that.  This song kicks way more ass than I ever will.

shaneguiter:

(via ohsobookivana)
Stranger Than Fiction is one of my favorite films.  - Shane

shaneguiter:

(via ohsobookivana)

Stranger Than Fiction is one of my favorite films.  - Shane