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When I was 5 or 6, my family went to a fair. We didn’t have much money back then, so all we really did was walk around looking at things. But there was a free raffle. There were two bikes for prizes. Because it was free, we each got a ticket and put it in for whichever bike we preferred. The raffle was one of the last things that happened, so most people had gone home. They called for one bike. Some happy person walked off with it. They called for the second bike. The person wasn’t there. They called a new person. Nope. They did that five times before they called my name. I bounce down the bleachers to get my bike. It’s bigger than me by a fair amount. We kept it in our basement and every now and then I would climb up to perch on it, and stretch my legs as far as they would go to see if I was big enough to ride it. I think it was about 5 years before I was. And it’s still in great condition, but I haven’t used it much of late. I love it, though. Beautiful purple 12 speed bike.
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(via femmehawknotfauxhawk)
I have now finished my last paper for my undergrad. Took for bloody ever.
You wanna know what gets me off? What really turns me on? Writing an essay without changing the default size 11 Calibri font with no line spacing, and then changing it to size 12 Times New Roman with double spacing and seeing it grow from 3 to 5 pages. Yeah, that really gets me going.
but, then, if you had left the font alone, double spacing would have given you 6 pages?
(via niggawitdreadz)
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Oh my god.
beautiful
- me: you know how with some movies you get 3d glasses?
- eli: yeah?
- me: with the notebook you get a set of ovaries
- eli: could you imagine?
- walking in to a theater they pull out a 5 gallon tub of bloody fatty ovaries the fallopian tubes still attached so they get all tangled together
- they have to separate a pair to give you
- me: ew
- eli: then you sit in the theater with these cold meaty blobs in your hand through the movie.
- halfway through, you forget you're holding something and you loosen your grip and they fall on your shoe.
- or you cry and forget you're not holding a tissue and wipe them on your face.
- or squeeze them at a tense moment and they squirt cold fluids on your pants
I’m having a really shitty night and meredith did a nice thing
thank you, meredith.
Anonymous asked: IF I HAD KNOWN WE WERE DOING THAT I WOULD'VE INVITED YOU. I didn't know if I was even going cause I didn't pay or anything o.o
…i dont know who this is?
I could win an Olympic gold medal in being ignored
did someone say something
today, my friends watched High School Musical while doing some morning drinking, and then did finger painting. the pictures look nicer when I’m not in them, but still. it would have been nice to be invited.
(via lavenderking)
I wish there were speed bumps on sidewalks to keep people from running all the time. Slow down. Don’t run. You’re dying.
My boss took me out to Froyo after I finished my last shift.
She’s so cool and she loves me!
The cup contains a 5 hour energy shot, a can of red bull, and a splash of Nos
as inspired by Meredith, though frankly hers looks more like a drink, and mine looks more like piss.
ELI THAT’S A REALLY BAD IDEA
but i like your mug
Oh, thank you! It was a Christmas present from Ames.
