December 2009
smashley:
blocksonblox:
Fuck your error messages tumblr. You sit down and let me type this.
Idea for next animal for “god” to create:
Bananagator. A banana that bites like a gator.
Think of the majesty.
MAJESTYYYYYY
Best high convo ever.
November 2009
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Answers to some questions
I was asked awhile ago to answer questions for some girl’s college research project on transgender issues. She finally got around to sending me the questions and I decided to post them along with my answers, just because I do get asked these a lot.
When taking survey’s or anything that you have to classify yourself as male or female, how do you react to that or how does that affect...
If there hadn’t been women we’d still be squatting in a cave eating raw meat,...
– Orson Welles (via bibliotheque)
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Alone With Everybody
the flesh covers the bone and they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul, and the women break vases against the walls and the men drink too much and nobody finds the one but keep looking crawling in and out of beds. flesh covers the bone and the flesh searches for more than flesh.
there’s no chance at all: we are all trapped by a singular fate.
nobody ever finds the...
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Josh....
whileibreatheihope:
Since you insist :), can I get a downloadable link to Iron & Wine’s Our Endless Numbered Days.
Thanks.
Of course. :)
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Chutes Too Narrow by The Shins
Chutes Too Narrow | The Shins
It’s hard to choose one album by The Shins to be on a best of the decade list, especially when I’m in love with all three of the albums that The Shins have put out this past decade, but after some thought, I had to choose this one.
Oh, Inverted World was pretty damn awesome, not going to lie, but it isn’t an album that I can enjoy from beginning...
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How to not be an idiot
Dad: Can you help me put this VHS tape onto a DVD?
Me: *grumble*
Dad: Read me the instructions...I don't think that is right. Let's do this.
Me: *grumble*
Dad: I'm going to start over.
Me: You just wasted a DVD. Why did you do that?
Dad: It didn't work so I didn't want to use it.
Me: It didn't work because of what you did, not because of the disc.
Dad: Get it to work then, genius!
Me: Hey, dumbass, it's working.
Dad: What did you do?
Me: I followed the fucking instructions.
When I looked at you, my life made sense. Even the bad things made sense. They...
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via bibliotheque)
lovelesswrists:
someone explain this google wave to me.
david invited me [thnx =)]
but i dont get it
josh? help? anyone?
As long as it remains in preview, there really isn’t anything special about it. Once they release more features and/or developers make more gadgets it will be awesome, it isn’t really all that special right now.
tomorrow
jadedinlove:
it will be EXACTLY one week. that is all :D
Yes
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blocksonblox:
I’ll be disappeared for a few days. We’re headed to the hell-hole known as Buffalo. Sorry Josh.
Haha, I don’t live in Buffalo, it is just the closest bigger city. :) I’ll most likely see you Friday. I’ll get in touch and let you know what is going on! Have fun!
I just had the longest phone conversation with my...
It clocked in at just over 9 minutes. That was weird. She gave me her theory on why my aunt’s pies suck and hers don’t. It was very informative.
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Where is it I’ve read that someone condemned to death says or think, an...
– From Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky
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My Love For All Things Warm and Breathing
I have seldom loved more than one thing at a time, yet this morning I feel myself expanding, each part of me soft and glandular, and under my skin is room enough now for the loving of many things, and all of them at once, these students especially, not only the girl in the yellow sweater, whose name, Laura Buxton, is somehow the girl herself, Laura for the coy green mellowing eyes, Buxton ...
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Diagnosis
By the time I was six months old, she knew something was wrong with me. I got looks on my face she had not seen on any child in the family, or the extended family, or the neighborhood. My mother took me in to the pediatrician with the kind hands, a doctor with a name like a suit size for a wheel: Hub Long. My mom did not tell him what she thought in truth, that I was Possessed. It was...
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